Roy Woods - Like Pascal Lyrics

Oh
Yeah
Oh

Uh, know what I'm sayin'?
I had to give you that shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
6ix side, B-Town we out here
You know what I'm sayin'?
OVO, you know what I'm sayin'?
UTU shit
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Ha
Woo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Skrrt, burnin' my tires on asphalt (skrrt)
Swipin' your cards 'til it's maxed out (I'm)
Ballin' on niggas like Pascal (speak)
Hunnids it makin' me act out
She hit the D, she pass out (damn)
She in the club with her ass out (uh-huh)
Most of these niggas is trick
I don't spend money, I keep it (I don't do that)
Bust down, I used to roll with a bad crowd
Them niggas stuck in the past now
Lookin' back, shit I ain't mad now
They ain't much in the B-Town
He got a strap, think he a G now
My brother be playin' with keys now
Lil' shawty she lost to the streets now

In the Benz
Too much problems in my ends
Bands, runnin' in my hands
All this white-white, all up in our hands
You see me fightin' demons in my head

Let niggas know I'm throwin' hands first
She only call me when she want the work
First class ticket and a Birkin
Yeah, a nigga take care of the birds
Yeah, nigga get ready to work
Yeah, a nigga get rich off a Perc'
Yeah, a nigga got lesson to learn
Yeah, a nigga gon' make what you earn

Bitch I'm a hunnid percent
Still up to bat like a motherf*ckin' figure
Lil' bitch I live like a king
All of these perkys is boostin' my ego
Them demons they pull up on sight
Yeah bitch sneak out of the house every night
Like a lil' virgin my circle be tight
Got two bad bitches, Shakira and J-LO

Uh
Too much money in the goddamn room, nigga goddamn
Yeah, uh
Damn, uh, yeah

These diamonds they dance like a mascot
Geekin' like she off of bath salts
She got her knees on her iCloud
Want me to come blow her back out
After my show, she get piped down
Niggas they try to steal my sound
Said he want smoke but not right now
Lil' pussy boy, I don't like clowns
You loss my nigga, you a opp now
Ain't shit 'cause you serve blocks now (Bitch)
OVO gang shit, say you want a top sound
Lamar Jackson with the touchdown
I can make a big play on the fourth down
Came with a vengeance, no remorse now
So high I ain't even on earth now

There's too much problems in my ends
Bands, runnin' in my hands
All this white-white, all up in our hands
You see me fightin' demons in my head

Let niggas know I'm throwin' hands first
She only call me when she want the work
First class ticket and a Birkin
Yeah, a nigga take care of the birds
Yeah, nigga get ready to work
Yeah, a nigga get rich off a Perc'
Yeah, a nigga got lesson to learn
Yeah, a nigga gon' make what you earn

Bitch I'm a hunnid percent
Still up to bat like a motherf*ckin' figure
Lil' bitch I live like a king
All of these perkys is boostin' my ego
Them demons they pull up on sight
Yeah bitch sneak out of the house every night
Like a lil' virgin my circle be tight
Got two bad bitches, Shakira and J-LO