The Specktators - Rose Gold Photos lyrics

[Intro] Uhh. Yeah High Rise in this Fly guys in this [Chorus] Rose gold photos hoes know who the f** we are Rose gold photos clothes looking so bizarre Rose gold photos fros shining like a star Rose gold photos pose with a gla** cigar Rose gold photos hoes know who the f** we are Rose gold photos clothes looking so bizarre Rose gold photos fros shining like a star (yeah) Rose gold photos pose with a gla** cigar [Verse 1: Ajax] Rose gold photos hoes know who the f** we are Never needed no ghost rider but a n***a might just buy this bar Got weed in the car, Got weed in a jar, Got a seed in a jar I might grow tomorrow Riding round town with the windows down Her legs and the door are both ajar (both ajar) Ghost ride the b**h This girl and the car I both gotta ditch Gotta get this cash cause my palms always itch And I gotta stay tipped in that Louis Stitch I meant Louis' b**h That oak room with that perfume go perfect with my afternoon And that'll make more sense real soon If you a real goon you ain't into with no High fashion, that's my pa**ion So why gas em? Gonna drive that I know could bypa** em You a sky captain? you fly captain? Nah, you a lie captain I know n***as that'll die trappin But don't try rappin Just keep nappin When I keep snappin Rose gold photos in new polos I'm the man like 4 four locos Why these rappers just sound so-so My flow loco My flow cocoa [?] me while I'm money moto [Chorus] [Verse 2: Packidu] Oh no There he go That boy there with a cold a** flow Roll in the city do a dope a** show Then he go back home with a cold a** choe Local huh? They didn't like me Heard the beat in the 16 Now I'm gonna be a mogul, huh? They flip flop all the time then blame it on hip hop Keep that Ziploc Late like tick-tock Blame it on gridlock Blame it on kid rock White boy, Michigan Damn right Red hot Game in the headlock Matter of fact red dot, Headshot bang! I'm k**ing this verse Any smart rapper should be stealing this verse I'll be independent making money while other rappers trying to get a deal in this verse. No way I'm the king of this empire My team bout to be a dy-nuh-sty Couple bad chicks wanna ride and I call that sh** fine with me This too easy You sell out like you freebees We sell out your hometown You sell bout like 2 CDs Your girl says she sees me Left her, man, he peewee I'm faded, so she DD Or I drop that dime like CP3 Remember when I couldn't get an EP on any blog and they'd just delete me Eh sh** changed But now I got a full inbox and MTV, they CC me [Chorus]