[Kidd Adamz talks]
(lights up weed inhales then coughs) that's that sh** though, yeah, R.O.L.O!
Yeah, aye yo Dochay, you ready to go in this sh** man?
[Dochay talks]
R.O.L.O Gang, 7.4.7
n***a let's get it!
[Kidd Adamz talks]
Haha, alright let's get it then
[hook]
Still the same n***a from last week, we keep it too G if you ask me
/ motherf** being too flashy, camoes and chucks and a black Tee
Roll in the cut, know that we smokin' it up, tell your b**h roll up a blunt /
Gold in my cup, Dochay rollin' that skunk, shawty you should know what's up
You know it's us, You know it's us (x8)
[Dochay verse]
Sex with my old b**h but sick of her p**y her sh** so contagious /
Her sh** like a phone call cause me and my n***as 3-way it
Invaded her property all in her room that b**h just got room-raided /
Dick in her face and I told her "oh yeah, b**h I think you should taste it"
Yeah we call her grace cause the head is amazing /
Ass look good in them tights i'm like "Damn, is that Megan?"
She think she foreign spent six on Malaysian /
But I got that act right, if she misbehaving
I k** the p**y she get it cremated /
b**hes can't deal with a n***a cause every damn card I done played it
Bathroom, b**hes be stallin', I just say they're procrastinating /
b**h, stop speaking that brokanese, ain't sh** for free like a Mason
b**hes be acting I tell all them hoes to stop playin' /
Price tag in the p**y like it's a Corvette when it's worth 7 grams
And I don't cuff p**y so she gettin' pa**ed just like an Exam /
sh**, just call me Newtown cause she gettin' hit like i'm Cam
[hook]
[Kidd Adamz verse]
Ride with the Set then you die with the set, that's like being sober while we high with the Set /
And no i'm not a shooter but my group'll leave you scuba-diving, better put, n***as put the Nine to ya neck /
Watch ya back, Xannies and percs by the Pack, lean by the ounce weed rolled out a back wood /
Give it to her good, go and make some money then I give it to the hood /
That's LF2, rent out a coupe and do anything n***as would do /
Blame it on my group, sippin' and splittin' the Juice, came with my troops in black Timblerland boots /
Rappers who trappin' and DJs who shoot, got love for my fam and respect for my yute /
Run in our spots? one to ya top, like Talapia, cook like I come from the Locs /
It's dreads on my brothers, and guns on our blocks, police be lurking they come and they stop /
Thugs who think 'fore they bust, get k**ed or get lucky from f**ing with us /
Still got that steelo I spit out a Kilo, ride in a Challi like it's a Veneno /
Crackers be buggin' out here like it's Reno, these b**hes ain't single but always want Dino you know where i'm at /
[Kidd Adamz talks]
Yo, it's RGS the motherf**in' set Yo, real talk, f** what you finna' drop, f** what you dropped last year, f** your music videos, f** your co-signs, n***a that sh** don't even matter no more n***a, it's R.O.L.O Gang the motherf**ing Set and we here to stay n***a!
Yeah, b**h you know where i'm at!
[hook]
Still the same n***a from last week, we keep it too G if you ask me
/ motherf** being too flashy, camoes and chucks and a black Tee
Roll in the cut, know that we smokin' it up, tell your b**h roll up a blunt /
Gold in my cup, Dochay rollin' that skunk, shawty you should know what's up
You know it's us, You know it'us (x8