Evvo - Rolls Royce Lyrics

Took you off the pole, then I put you in a Rolls Royce
Bread got too long, member I was a po' boy
Livin' a fantasy, I'm, huh, yeah
You always want me to
Sigh
You always want me to chill
You know a nigga been busy, she came in a dress and heels

She left in one of my hoodies, I'm buyin' her shoes with snake on the boot
Remember I taught you how to roll a woody
I promise you, this life's cereal
Every night ends in me gettin' cuddy

I mixing the sprite in with the muddy
I hate when you typin' and don't say nothin
That shit really urckin' my soul, soul
I'm tryna bring you home to the crib

You tryna bring up my old hoes
You wanna leave, hoe, be my guest
I think I'm better off on my own
You was a passenger princess

Now I got somebody else in your throne, mm-mm-mm-mm
Now I got somebody else in your throne
Breakin' her back and I'm sendin' her home
Breakin' her back and I'm sendin' her home

Young nigga, get the hard money
So I gotta be thug to the bone
How I'm surrounded by women who craving attention
But I feel alone

You liking my pictures with evil intentions
You reap what you sow, reap what you sow
Know that shit hurt when I took her to Turks
And I twinkled her toes, twinkled her toes, huh, yeah

Took you off the pole, then I put you in a Rolls-Royce
Bread got too long, remember I was a po boy
Livin' a fantasy, I'm, huh, yeah

You always want me to
Sigh
You always want me to chill
You know a nigga been busy
She came in a dress and heels
She left in one of my hoodies

She came in a dress and heels
She left in one of my
She slim in the waist, she thick as a truck
She sit on my face, she know how to park it

I beat up the puss, I'm scared to look
She know how to arch it
I feel Embid, I stay on the block
From seven to six, we be in apartments

If nigga want static with me
I put on my sock and I slide on the carpet
I'm done shootin' at women in clubs
I'm finna go shoot at the Ulta in target

She don't wanna leave, cause she havin' fun
I'm sorry, lil' bae, my flight has departed
They be like, Evvo, you rappin' or singin
And I be like, bitch, I don't know I'm a artists

I was Justin the field, so bear with me, please
All dogs go to heaven, so I know where I'm at, when I leave
Back to my ways, blame that on the guys
I should be ashamed all them pictures I like

Every girl look a lil' thick in that one pose
With her leg turned to the side, yeah
Took you off the pole, then I put you in a Rolls-Royce
Bread got too long, remember I was a po boy

Livin' a fantasy, uh