Dana Evans ft. The Good Boy Lyrics

Yeah, rock and roll

I feel like The Rock because I told her know her role

I feel like I'm Brock because I put her on my shoulders

I feel like I'm Pac because it's me against the world

And I feel like I'm Top because I never wanna go broke again

Shoutout my nigga Krisco get it

hot and fresh up out the pan

Shoutout my nigga Skrilla, he just turned the whole club up again

No, I'm not gon' pop no xans

And FO say hop on that Rockstar shit, I told him, bro, let's rock

FO say he wanna rage out on these beats, I said, let's roll

She said I'm a hero, I feel like I'm Static Shock

She said she wanna leave the bar with me, I said, let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go

Let's go, ayy

FO say hop on that Rockstar shit, I told him, bro, let's rock

Ayy, poppin' that shit

Ayy, walkin' that shit

Walkin' and talkin' my shit

I'm finna rock out and shit

I already told you I'm back for blood

I'm on my zombie shit

I already went from rookie of the year to winnin' them championships

On my dana evans shit

Shoutout to Yin, he in Evansville

You know me, I walk with God

I don't really fuck with that devil shit

Back in the day, used to rock that bod

Now She say, my Dior heaven sent

I pop out, she say, oh my God

Because my fit too heavenly

Yeah, Fo say hop on that Rockstar shit, I told him, bro, let's rock

Fo say he wanna rage out on these beats, I said, let's roll

She said, I'm a hero, I feel like I'm static shock

She said, she wanna leave the bar with me, I said, let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go

Let's go, let's go

Let's go, ayy

FO say hop on that Rockstar shit, I told him, bro, let's rock

Ballin' like I'm Dana Evans

They gon' slide for me, no question

Tell my dawgs to go and fetch him

Lay him out, make sure you stretch him

No Pokemon, I gotta catch em

She throw it back, I gotta catch it

All these Groupie hoes, they keep beggin' to be in our section

Told these Goofy hoes, please don't bring no dutches to our session

I sip legal wok, legal glocks, we got lethal weapons

We'll get em mopped, fuck the cops, they won't get me confessin

Movin' out the spot, they got the drop, they won't get me arrested

Shoot my shot like I'm Dana Evans, it won't get contested

Lungs full of loud, can't tell her bow down, cause I'm too congested

Had to let her know, bitch, I'm not Usher, I don't do confessions

You burnin' bridges, bitch, I'm burnin' rubber in the intersection