Frobe ft. Ducey Gold Lyrics

Fuck that talkin', I gotta go harder

Tunnel vision, I gotta move smarter

Told the truth, ain't no way I get caught up

She want a bag and , I want what she offer

Like a nice bitch, but love me a bopper

Smoking too good that shit got me proper

Flex that chain, yeah, his shit looking copper

Drink too good, it came straight from the doctor whip a big body, love how I start up

Love a vibe, I'm a invest in her start up

Gotta remember this shit ain't no luck

Stay in motion, ain't no sittin' duck

Out in Vegas, hotbox in the truck

Up in Nobu, hot dishes for lunch

Smokin' dispo, that shit got a uppercut

Ain't no back n forth really be one and done

Don't be fooled yeah , I'm not one of them

Ricky Docs, I'm not rockin' no Timbs

Here's a plot, yeah, I'm finna win

That's your bitch, yeah, I'm finna swim

Took a few sips, now I'm goin' back in

Took a few sips, now I'm goin' back in

Yeah, yeah, I'm back in that mode

With the gang and we stuck to the code

With the gang and we up in the score

She's tryna fuck and you know that's a no

Yeah, yeah, I'm back, I'ma go

Get in touch when I'm back in that zone

In the amazement, they screamin',

They moshin', to my shit

We movin' like we ain't got options

Lovin' the road and I don't see it stoppin'

Lovin' the road and I don't see it stoppin

We at the top, no one closer to the mountain

I dive in that bitch

She wet like a fountain

I'm lovin' my life and I'm facin' these challenges

I'm lovin' my life and I'm facin' these challenge

Fuck that talkin', I gotta go harder

Tunnel vision, I gotta move smarter

Told the truth, ain't no way I get caught up

She want a bag and , I want what she offer

Like a nice bitch, but love me a bopper

Smoking too good that shit got me proper

Flex that chain, yeah, his shit looking copper

Drink too good, it came straight from the doctor whip a big body, love how I start up

Love a vibe, I'm a invest in her start up

Gotta remember this shit ain't no luck

Stay in motion, ain't no sittin' duck

Out in Vegas, hotbox in the truck

Up in Nobu, hot dishes for lunch

More money more problems I been going harder

Jumped right off the porch

Hopped right in that water

These niggas my sons yeah I feel like they father

I'm known on the net I can slide on your daughter

I gotta move smarter I gotta get paid

These racks in my pocket not minimum wage

I'm talking to Benjamin everyday yeah

Put that shit on my son know I'm keeping my gun

556's and sticks in the trunk

Woody gone slide for a new pair of ones

Niggas talk down but i ain't fearing none

They ain't seen what I seen ain't done what I done

I'm having fun running shit like I'm trump

Me and Jet leaving outta the bank wit a ton

Fuck that talkin', I gotta go harder

Tunnel vision, I gotta move smarter

Told the truth, ain't no way I get caught up

She want a bag and , I want what she offer

Like a nice bitch, but love me a bopper

Smoking too good that shit got me proper

Flex that chain, yeah, his shit looking copper

Drink too good, it came straight from the doctor whip a big body, love how I start up

Love a vibe, I'm a invest in her start up

Gotta remember this shit ain't no luck

Stay in motion, ain't no sittin' duck

Out in Vegas, hotbox in the truck

Up in Nobu Hot Dishes for lunch