G Rob on the Way Lyrics

Hit a thousand on the dice then I can go to the crib

Stack ten for the dentist just to ice out My grill

Send a text to my ex and tell her Netflix and chill

Red wine and champagne when She opened the fridge

I been home for a minute now it's time for a trip

Broke niggas Going to Vegas with no money to spend

I'm on a boat off a island fro blowing in the wind

Got the real shea butter so it can soften my skin

Look at watch guess it's time to go Flexing again

I got fifty and tipping fifty if you hand wash the Benz

Niggas laugh when I was broke so I talk like this

Got approved for a foreign just got to sign and print

Fifteen thousand dollars in my pocket to spend

Got a section at the club then invite all my Friends

Dropping Ns on Dom P and some Hennessy White

They don't serve MD so she Don't know what drink

Four Locos a no sit yo broke ass down

You getting kicked out the Section if you smoke black and mild's

They weren't wearing mink coats now they Jocking my style

I'm wearing chinchilla fur next time I'm stepping out

Selling dope and going jail bitch I never got caught

Might get audit on my taxes for all the shit I done bought

Probably could've bought a house with all the money I lost

At the mall swiping cards ain't ask them how much it cost

Eating noodles up In jail making plans to get out

Elevated from the game went to college and walked

The only nigga where I'm from with a Rolex on

Niggas hating but they don't wanna get stepped on

I'm a Louisiana nigga to the core

Took my lick every time I ever went to court

Rode from Texas with a couple G's and some bows

Soon as I got to Winnsboro they was sold

Police got behind me and brought the dope dogs

Funny how I'm fat but all the weight gone

They couldn't find shit I drove straight home

Plug on the Phone trynna throw another load

Dust ya shoes off baby for you sit down and step on That rug

Jamming EST Gee and some 42 Dugg

Why you cook a nine piece and take It back to the slums

When you can leave it powder sell it more in the burbs

Check my phone it's a thottie blowing up my line

I know she toxic but I can't stay away from the Vibe

I told her get up on that thang and just ride

Cause the car a different size it ain't less of a drive

You ever notice when we come out the hoes come out

Black sprinter van pull up my dogs step out

Police hating every time we try to shoot videos

Gave me ticket I gave him one and told him come to the show

BAM fam been about money and stacking up bread

I'm at a black owned spot eating fresh crab legs

And the shrimp sautéed and my car valet

Gold Cartier shades and a bottle of ace

She never seen real diamonds cause her boyfriend a bum

How a broke nigga talk you into giving it up

G Rob on his way home I'm taking him to the strip club

Ain't had no pussy in eight years nigga go get ya dick sucked