Shows ft. MarZilla Lyrics

Watch when I blow-ow

I gotta get on the road, I'm doing these show-ows

If I ain't feeling the vibe then I gotta go-o

She say she want all my love, I'm taking it slow-ow

Just go wit the flow-ow, you ain't been playing ya role-ole

What Are we talking bout if we ain't talkin bout getting the dough-ough

She was calling me dusty, now she wanna fuck me, cus she see the glow-ow

They was counting me out, and now I'm in route, so watch when I blow-ow

Just watch when I blow-ow

Tryna run up some bands, and get to a digit, I don't got no time for no feelings

Never had me a plan, I just knew that I was gone make me some millions

21 bands just to walk in the building

I'm getting bands, so fuck how you feeling

Keep it a bean, now they call me a villain

I'm on the road to riches

And I'm getting loads of bitches

And you know these poles got switches

I'm a star but I rode the benches

Shoot it up, put some holes in the fences

In my city, the coldest menace

And I stay in her mouth like a dentist

And I keep me some racks, no tennis

Gotta stay in the lab, no chemist

And I got the lime light, and it seem like everybody changed on me

You doing him wrong, why the fuck I think that you gone change for me

You ain't making it rain with me if you ain't stand in them flames with me

And they see this chain on me

Yeah they see this chain on me

I gotta get on the road, I'm doing these show-ows

If I ain't feeling the vibe then I gotta go-o

She say she want all my love, I'm taking it slow-ow

Just go wit the flow-ow, you ain't been playing ya role-ole

What Are we talking bout if we ain't talkin bout getting the dough-ough

She was calling me dusty, now she wanna fuck me, cus she see the glow-ow

They was counting me out, and now I'm in route, so watch when I blow-ow

Just watch when I blow-ow

I told her hold on

Shawty wanna fuck me with her clothes on

Hold on, Roll up that zaza and get you smoked on

Hold on, Speaking on the members get you rolled on, For sure though

When I fuck I put a bitch in a choke hold

Got nothing to say then shut the fuck up

Can't name too many niggas that's fucking with us

I don't got nothing to say, just put my feelings in double cups

I pour it in the double cups

I'm finna run it up

I've been Running, running, running on the road to your love now

Can't leave you alone, you took my heart and I can't run now

Your love like a roller coaster think I'm having fun now

Brodie fell in Love with the tech, he love them gun sounds

Polo Tee, black Sweats, Yeezy Boost I'm dripping out

Once you in that gang, you in that gang, it ain't no bitching out

They hopped in my lane, but it's okay, I'll take a different route

We treat bitches like they guns, we bang em then we switch em out

Yeah, this ain't no regular shit

Your two week check spent on my shoes this ain't no regular kicks

Gotta be special, I fuck with you, can't be no regular bitch

I was born a stand out, I can't do no regular shit

Ugh, but Bitch you regular and degular, Trap boomin off the cellular

Don't care if I'm ugly, my bank account got heavier

Your bitch wanna fuck me, might fuck around and marry her

If she join the team, then we might fuck around and carry her

Bitch

Oh, oh shit, it's over