Yæ
I'm off Roxy
Yæ, it feel like ain't no one in the world that could come stop me oh
Yæ
Bouta flex, Murakami
It feel like ain't no one in the-
If feel like ain't no one in the-
Ugh ugh ugh ugh, yæ
All these motherf*ckers suck suck suck, oh yæ
Bitch I'm riding in that ugh ugh ugh ugh yæ
I'm just swerving in dat ugh ugh ugh god damn
I'm inside this booth
Hundreds? Bout a bunch!
That's cause we stay locked in, never letting up
I just popped the trunk
Dope inside my lungs
CEO I walk in, youngest one in charge
Yæ ugh
I rock Chrome Hearts
Still gotta cold heart
Just cause I rock these Rick Owen's, don't mean I clone y'all
Bitch I been had these Rick Owen's I ain't gon hold y'all
My swag unique than a bitch & I thought I told y'all
So I'm gon flex now
Maison Margiela too
I f*cked this bitch on her period, "Oh he a soldier too?"
We ain't been f*cked in a minute told her we overdue
And I'm still collecting the spinach, my check look super cruel
Now I rock back in these brand new Margiela's
I just popped another pill feel like this shit penicillin
I feel like I'm Juice WRLD, tell the mic how I'm feeling
And f*ck I love this damn girl
She my medicine healing
Yæ, I just took the roof off the top ima damn hoe
Swerving inside of this foreign like an asshole
I smoke pounds of Marijuana, that's the gas oh
Blew off a 20 ball at Sak's and that's a fact oh
I said f*ck a Black & Mild
I need my wood
And I can't do just any barber, bitch I need my blood
And Anthony my f*cking partner bitch ain't talking bud
And I just hit 200, Charger Hellcat how I stunt, yæ
If I drop I won't flop, I think not oh
Ya ima keep on shining till they see these rocks oh
I don't like texting none of my Ex's they some thot hoes
I'm in this purple Lamborghini I'm on top oh
Yæ
I'm off Roxy
Yæ, it feel like ain't no one in the world that could come stop me oh
Yæ
Bouta flex, Murakami
It feel like ain't no one in the-
If feel like ain't no one in the-
Ugh ugh ugh ugh, yæ
All these motherf*ckers suck suck suck, oh yæ
Bitch I'm riding in that ugh ugh ugh ugh yæ
I'm just swerving in dat ugh ugh ugh god damn
Luclover - Roxy Lyrics
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Yæ
I'm off Roxy
Yæ, it feel like ain't no one in the world that could come stop me oh
Yæ
Bouta flex, Murakami
It feel like ain't no one in the-
If feel like ain't no one in the-
Ugh ugh ugh ugh, yæ
All these motherf*ckers suck suck suck, oh yæ
Bitch I'm riding in that ugh ugh ugh ugh yæ
I'm just swerving in dat ugh ugh ugh god damn
I'm inside this booth
Hundreds? Bout a bunch!
That's cause we stay locked in, never letting up
I just popped the trunk
Dope inside my lungs
CEO I walk in, youngest one in charge
Yæ ugh
I rock Chrome Hearts
Still gotta cold heart
Just cause I rock these Rick Owen's, don't mean I clone y'all
Bitch I been had these Rick Owen's I ain't gon hold y'all
My swag unique than a bitch & I thought I told y'all
So I'm gon flex now
Maison Margiela too
I f*cked this bitch on her period, "Oh he a soldier too?"
We ain't been f*cked in a minute told her we overdue
And I'm still collecting the spinach, my check look super cruel
Now I rock back in these brand new Margiela's
I just popped another pill feel like this shit penicillin
I feel like I'm Juice WRLD, tell the mic how I'm feeling
And f*ck I love this damn girl
She my medicine healing
Yæ, I just took the roof off the top ima damn hoe
Swerving inside of this foreign like an asshole
I smoke pounds of Marijuana, that's the gas oh
Blew off a 20 ball at Sak's and that's a fact oh
I said f*ck a Black & Mild
I need my wood
And I can't do just any barber, bitch I need my blood
And Anthony my f*cking partner bitch ain't talking bud
And I just hit 200, Charger Hellcat how I stunt, yæ
If I drop I won't flop, I think not oh
Ya ima keep on shining till they see these rocks oh
I don't like texting none of my Ex's they some thot hoes
I'm in this purple Lamborghini I'm on top oh
Yæ
I'm off Roxy
Yæ, it feel like ain't no one in the world that could come stop me oh
Yæ
Bouta flex, Murakami
It feel like ain't no one in the-
If feel like ain't no one in the-
Ugh ugh ugh ugh, yæ
All these motherf*ckers suck suck suck, oh yæ
Bitch I'm riding in that ugh ugh ugh ugh yæ
I'm just swerving in dat ugh ugh ugh god damn
I'm off Roxy
Yæ, it feel like ain't no one in the world that could come stop me oh
Yæ
Bouta flex, Murakami
It feel like ain't no one in the-
If feel like ain't no one in the-
Ugh ugh ugh ugh, yæ
All these motherf*ckers suck suck suck, oh yæ
Bitch I'm riding in that ugh ugh ugh ugh yæ
I'm just swerving in dat ugh ugh ugh god damn
I'm inside this booth
Hundreds? Bout a bunch!
That's cause we stay locked in, never letting up
I just popped the trunk
Dope inside my lungs
CEO I walk in, youngest one in charge
Yæ ugh
I rock Chrome Hearts
Still gotta cold heart
Just cause I rock these Rick Owen's, don't mean I clone y'all
Bitch I been had these Rick Owen's I ain't gon hold y'all
My swag unique than a bitch & I thought I told y'all
So I'm gon flex now
Maison Margiela too
I f*cked this bitch on her period, "Oh he a soldier too?"
We ain't been f*cked in a minute told her we overdue
And I'm still collecting the spinach, my check look super cruel
Now I rock back in these brand new Margiela's
I just popped another pill feel like this shit penicillin
I feel like I'm Juice WRLD, tell the mic how I'm feeling
And f*ck I love this damn girl
She my medicine healing
Yæ, I just took the roof off the top ima damn hoe
Swerving inside of this foreign like an asshole
I smoke pounds of Marijuana, that's the gas oh
Blew off a 20 ball at Sak's and that's a fact oh
I said f*ck a Black & Mild
I need my wood
And I can't do just any barber, bitch I need my blood
And Anthony my f*cking partner bitch ain't talking bud
And I just hit 200, Charger Hellcat how I stunt, yæ
If I drop I won't flop, I think not oh
Ya ima keep on shining till they see these rocks oh
I don't like texting none of my Ex's they some thot hoes
I'm in this purple Lamborghini I'm on top oh
Yæ
I'm off Roxy
Yæ, it feel like ain't no one in the world that could come stop me oh
Yæ
Bouta flex, Murakami
It feel like ain't no one in the-
If feel like ain't no one in the-
Ugh ugh ugh ugh, yæ
All these motherf*ckers suck suck suck, oh yæ
Bitch I'm riding in that ugh ugh ugh ugh yæ
I'm just swerving in dat ugh ugh ugh god damn
Writer: Ryan Mounfik
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