Rooski - 7Eleven Lyrics

Early morning it's bout seven eleven ain pumping no gas or nun
With C3 he bring the hoes while kab still role the blunts
Li bit think she that bold, that hoe just putting up on a font
4th down Gliz still gonna sco ain't no need to call no punt
Rock designer sneaks and yo nigga rocking Air Force ones
If a nigga owe me bet not catch em outside having fun
Send herb to grab my pape,G you better kno he'll smack you and yosun
Ain playing get the f*ck out my way, hit his temple ain't no need to run
Can write a book about my shooters them boys legit like phoenix suns
Designer junkie when I hit the mall feel like I'm feining like for em
Fell inlove with double cup think my shoulder leaning for it
This shit that deep bout my guys have yo partners bleeding for it
High as hell in the booth ion even know what I'm saying
High ash with neen and tez and c3 look like Jackie Chan
High as ash eyes low as f*ck feel like I'm from Japan
Bae these lanvin kicks know that be yo nigga who rocking vans
We just f*cking shawty no I don't play no soccer we can't kick it
I can't work it out with you I don't work for planet fitness
Make money my only hobby I don't like to try nun different
One of one you couldn't even see no nigga like me onna simpsons
Bout a hour til I hit 20 need me 20 bitches
I need bout 20 bags with different za yeah different strands in it
20 min just to f*ck her after that she can not kick it
I love hoes don't matter the color just like Chad I cannot Pickett (ok)
Early morning it's bout seven eleven ain pumping no gas or nun
With C3 he bring the hoes while kab still role the blunts
Li bit think she that bold, that hoe just putting up on a font
4th down Gliz still gonna sco ain't no need to call no punt
Rock designer sneaks and yo nigga rocking Air Force ones
If a nigga owe me bet not catch em outside having fun
Send herb to grab my pape,G you better kno he'll smack you and yosun
Ain playing get the f*ck out my way, hit his temple ain't no need to run