Rod Wave Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Man, I'm tryna run a bag up, I ain't playin' Rod wave
These niggas act like bitches, why they tryna ride our way
You ain't see me in a minute, man, I'm somewhere gettin' paid
Man, you out here lookin' fresh, oh, you copped a new Jays
I heard that nigga chasin' bitches, man, I'm tryna catch the bag
All these niggas goin' out bad, call these niggas Stretch Money
Man, this stupid ass, man, he might die up in the city
Man, I'm feelin' like the man, I got the key to my city
Little Bop just like his pops, man, I see you gettin' paper
When I started gettin' money, man, I had to move away
I got a play right now, shit, I was chillin' in the A
My boy just made sixty , he was chillin' in the Bay
Man, I know a mill, coming rap the same, hit hundred thosands
Aye you dont support my raps, don't be worried about my style
Hit your bitch in a Lambo, I had her like, wow
She hit me up every day, you know she wanna have my child
And I grind every day, I gotta take care of my child
Had a bankroll in school, all I did was sell loud
Man, them hoes, I didn't get back then, they want a nigga now
I'm at the mall catchin' out, I'm like, oh, you see me now
Man, I did the bitch wrong, she better play Rod Wave
And I'm really from the streets, gotta know crime pay
Don't put your trust in that bitch man, she might set the play
You can't know where I stay, and no I don't go on dates
Man, I'm tryna run a bag up, I ain't playin' Rod wave
These niggas act like bitches, why they tryna ride our way
You ain't see me in a minute, man, I'm somewhere gettin' paid
Man, you out here lookin' fresh, oh, you copped a new Jays
I heard that nigga chasin' bitches, man, I'm tryna catch the bag
All these niggas goin' out bad, call these niggas Stretch Money
Man, this stupid ass, man, he might die up in the city
Man, I'm feelin' like the man, I got the key to my city
Man, I'm tryna run a bag up, I ain't playin' Rod wave
These niggas act like bitches, why they tryna ride our way
You ain't see me in a minute, man, I'm somewhere gettin' paid
Man, you out here lookin' fresh, oh, you copped a new Jays
I heard that nigga chasin' bitches, man, I'm tryna catch the bag
All these niggas goin' out bad, call these niggas Stretch Money
Man, this stupid ass, man, he might die up in the city
Man, I'm feelin' like the man, I got the key to my city
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