Booked N' Busy

I need my Rollie playing Jane and playing no games

The next one I'm icing the bezel I had to chrome hard my shades to block hater

Rays Cause these niggas ain't on my level Get to the bag, only thing on my schedule

You know these bitches they choose

So I let em choose How these niggas getting they feelings

I know my bag come in blues If these niggas snoozing

I guess it's money they missing Pop me a Adderall, feeling my rhythm

I know this bitch like to eat dick, forgive her

She popin percs, and don't need no prescriptions I fuck her too good, she thank God when I

Hit it ,I come from the hood, I finesse through the