Don't ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
Bad bitch (Yea yea)
I pull her weave put
Niggas talk to much aint nothing to talk about
Where that guap that cheddar whip that cheese out
Bitch I feel like Steve Stoute
I don't need no time
Bitch I cant make you mine
Bitch you blind
You don't see no love in me
You see coins
Bad bitch and she roll with me
She going
Please don't ask no questions about the last bitch
Her ass fat and her bank account lit
I know how it feel when your ass don't have shit
I had to start over make my quick deposit
Dont ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly (Yea)
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
I just popped a percy hopped up in the booth im f*cked up
I got bros from over seas from paris up to london
Pop champaign and roll up blunts until the sun come up
Pour the 4 up out the liter purple in my cup
If she wants ill take that girl to Benihana's (Yea yea)
You think your girl bad but all my bitches finer (Yea yea)
Imma put em in some lou dress em in designer (Yea)
We can f*ck all night baby i know you ready trynna (Yea)
I pop me a percy
Bitches off of em 30's
My cup so dirty
Yea this shit lookin muddy (Yea)
My vision look blurry
Yea im 10 toes im sturdy (Yea)
Snakes in the grass they lurkin (Yea)
Gotta get cut (Yea)
Don't ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly (Yea)
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
The Van - 5anvsdough (Ft Doughvstheworld) Lyrics
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Don't ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
Bad bitch (Yea yea)
I pull her weave put
Niggas talk to much aint nothing to talk about
Where that guap that cheddar whip that cheese out
Bitch I feel like Steve Stoute
I don't need no time
Bitch I cant make you mine
Bitch you blind
You don't see no love in me
You see coins
Bad bitch and she roll with me
She going
Please don't ask no questions about the last bitch
Her ass fat and her bank account lit
I know how it feel when your ass don't have shit
I had to start over make my quick deposit
Dont ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly (Yea)
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
I just popped a percy hopped up in the booth im f*cked up
I got bros from over seas from paris up to london
Pop champaign and roll up blunts until the sun come up
Pour the 4 up out the liter purple in my cup
If she wants ill take that girl to Benihana's (Yea yea)
You think your girl bad but all my bitches finer (Yea yea)
Imma put em in some lou dress em in designer (Yea)
We can f*ck all night baby i know you ready trynna (Yea)
I pop me a percy
Bitches off of em 30's
My cup so dirty
Yea this shit lookin muddy (Yea)
My vision look blurry
Yea im 10 toes im sturdy (Yea)
Snakes in the grass they lurkin (Yea)
Gotta get cut (Yea)
Don't ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly (Yea)
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
Bad bitch (Yea yea)
I pull her weave put
Niggas talk to much aint nothing to talk about
Where that guap that cheddar whip that cheese out
Bitch I feel like Steve Stoute
I don't need no time
Bitch I cant make you mine
Bitch you blind
You don't see no love in me
You see coins
Bad bitch and she roll with me
She going
Please don't ask no questions about the last bitch
Her ass fat and her bank account lit
I know how it feel when your ass don't have shit
I had to start over make my quick deposit
Dont ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly (Yea)
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
I just popped a percy hopped up in the booth im f*cked up
I got bros from over seas from paris up to london
Pop champaign and roll up blunts until the sun come up
Pour the 4 up out the liter purple in my cup
If she wants ill take that girl to Benihana's (Yea yea)
You think your girl bad but all my bitches finer (Yea yea)
Imma put em in some lou dress em in designer (Yea)
We can f*ck all night baby i know you ready trynna (Yea)
I pop me a percy
Bitches off of em 30's
My cup so dirty
Yea this shit lookin muddy (Yea)
My vision look blurry
Yea im 10 toes im sturdy (Yea)
Snakes in the grass they lurkin (Yea)
Gotta get cut (Yea)
Don't ask about it if you aint gone do shit about it
We moving slow because the drugs got us lousy
A bad bitch and she turnt in the party
She do molly (Yea)
Im with my soldiers
No limit soldiers
We some shooters
We some rollers
We in the rover
Her feet to shoulders
I concentrate get my bread then I leave out
Writer: B Pasciak, P Atis, P Noir1070, S Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid