Roses Lyrics

Ayy, they been tryna fuck my vibe up, I'm tryna stamp my passport

I'm gettin' so deep inside my bag, dog this goyard keep on fuckin' up

If you tryna be for real, real, none of that shit compare to us

I was bein' humble at first, but none of these niggas can't fuck with me at none

Ask about who pressing play, I'm the one that turn them up

That lil' bitch, tried to turn her back on me like I ain't the one who press her buttons

But really, I don't get pressed bout nothin', and real, I ain't stressin' nothin

You know all these bitches comin' by the dozen like the rose come

I gave too much sauce away, now they gotta pay me for it

Big racks on my dinner plate, I ain't goin' back and forth

I been dodgin' 12 back to back, shit got me paranoid

And these bitches on that weird shit, all this shit been gettin' annoying

I'm like, bitch, don't blow my high today, I been tryna fly away

good dope in the microwave, every day a holiday

Money countin', shh, shh, shh, that shit, that make me straight

I been tryna hit a whole nother country, I been fucked up the state

They like, really, I been feigning' for it, really, they been feigning' for it

Streets been callin', they need more, like, fuck it, gonna up the score

I won't never sell my soul for it, like, fuck it, kick another door

Police say they want my piss, all this dope up in my pores

They been tryna fuck my vibe up, I'm tryna stamp my passport

I'm gettin' so deep inside my bag, dog this goyard keep on fuckin' up

If you tryna be for real, real, none of that shit compare to us

I was bein' humble at first, but none of these niggas can't fuck with me at none

Ask about who pressing play, I'm the one that turn them up

That lil' bitch, tried to turn her back on me like I ain't the one who press her buttons

But really, I don't get pressed bout nothin', and real, I ain't stressin' nothin

You know all these bitches comin' by the dozen like the rose come

They been tryna fuck my vibe up, I'm tryna stamp my passport

I'm gettin' so deep inside my bed, I already go, y'all keep on fuckin' up

If you tryna be for real, real, none of that shit compare to us

I was bein' humble at first, but none of these niggas can't fuck with me at nothing

Ask about who pressing play, I'm the one that turn them up

That lil' bitch, tried to turn her back on me like I ain't the one who press her buttons

But really, I don't get pressed bout nothin', and real, I ain't stressin' nothin

You know all these bitches comin' by the dozen like the rose come