Who U Are

This is a bloody relix production

Ima roll the fire mane!
I like to get high mane!
Niggas passin plates
Snortin line after line mane!

Ass shake ass shake
Ye I like that ass shake!
Yall bitches won’t show me love I
Know yall hoes ain't that fake
A real G believe dat, feelin like Outkast
I'm already big
Now I’m finna be on 3 stacks!
She on dat superman blue and red cop cars
Can't sing or lick, now she
Finna be a pop star, pop off!
N I can't feel shit but my dick
In yo bitch so guess what
Only one thing left to pop off!
Feelin like a vegetable with sexy
Hoes in sexy clothes, they best dress!
Yeah I guess they recognized
Who they dressin for
She step in the hall to call her
Man n say she just at home
But my hotel is valentines all you
See is X and OOOOOo's!
N I can't feel my cardio
Motha fuckas walkin into shrooms!
Now I’m finna feel like Mario
Man I'm livin with these
Niggas fantasizing life
And I pray that I make it through the night
Cuz a nigga stay Rollin!

Ima roll the fire mane!
I like to get high mane!
Niggas passin plates
Snortin line after line mane!

Rostrum Records in this bitch! Taylor Gang
Heavy Hustle
I work hard for everything so why not solute?
They say a grind pays baby all I got is proof
N da Swedish broad badder than my main bitch!
Cigarillo rolled you smell it
When it ain't lit! She don't cook well
But she give me sweet brain
Make a rapper turn singer like T-Pain
Got her stayin up late wakin up baked
And to think this the life that I chose!
Argue with attendants who shorten
My flight clothes!
And every girl I fuck feel
Like her boyfriend I know!
Smokin on da sweet as it smells
My weed come in Barrels!
Fuck with bitches who fiend for
Gucci in need of Chanel
Nigga I'm high you're a flight so my eyes low
Can't wait to see what’s in the
Future but I drive slow
And wait for the pitcher
Hated now they sayin I can't miss like
Mr? Lol Bitch! Ha Ha Ha!

Ima roll the fire mane!
I like to get high mane!
Niggas passin plates
Snortin line after line mane!