Rolex Lyrics

You know how it is, baby I can't trust you bitch

If I ever said I loved you I was lying bitch

I fuck with you but I was tryna count a comma bitch

I love my icey real shiny like a diamond bitch

Drop top in a Porsche, lil bitch name Porsche

Can I hit it in the morn, why yo man so boring

Call me Strike I'm the storm

Ride the wave with me baby till we hit the shore

That baby fine though, I just wanna know if the time wrong

I just wanna hit from behind though, then we can sit at the condo

Low life on the inside, baby girl what's yo insides

I mix it up like it's stir fry, stir fry, mix it up like it's tie dye

I did a dab with yo bitch, you a slaz on a bitch

Poppin tags on a bitch, smoke a sack on the bitch

I got racks on the bitch

Lil baby wanna count up, i'ma finesse on that bitch aw, address all that shit

I count a couple like a Rollie, bitches be thinkin they know me

No you don't know me, all by my lonely

Me and my homie, you just a phony

I got that doley, straight to the holy

Hole in one like Tiger, one nighter

When I finish fuckin I fly out aw yea

Undress on that bitch I

Can you keep it real with me look me in my eyes

I just wonder if you killing shit you run the side

I just wonder if you killing shit you run the side

Do you really wanna sign though

I'm ballin, I'm ballin, I ball like I'm Lonzo

I'm keeping it real for real like my eye woke

I'm seeing this shit I be sayin my mind woke

Do you really wanna ball, do you really want it all

Do you really wanna spend all the money you saving on rent

Or do you wanna buy the mall

Out here finessing and hustling making a check, you bitches wasting it all

I be spitting this fire like my name is Strike and Deezy gon finish it off

Bitch i'ma finish it off, 10 bands on a Rolex I'm a spend all this shit at the mall

You ain't gotta worry bout catching the bros cuz we ain't never gunna fall

I'ma go hard and ball like Lavar, when shawty get wet she know who to call

She know I'ma boss, in love with the way that I floss

Lemme get back to the bag, let me keep poppin these tags

Let me get back to the block, and pop a few perks, and run up the mufuckin racks

Don't fuck w the highways, fuck all the roads, I stick to the mufuckin tracks

Lemme go fast, I hop in the whip, and fuck on ya bitch

And do the whole mufuckin dash ah

You know how it is, baby I can't trust you bitch

If I ever said I loved you I was lying bitch

I fuck with you but I was tryna count a comma bitch

I love my icey real shiny like a diamond bitch

Drop top in a Porsche, lil bitch name Porsche

Can I hit it in the morn, why yo man so boring

Call me Strike I'm the storm

Ride the wave with me baby till we hit the shore