Ka-Ka-Kato on the track b**h
[Pre Hook: London Jae]
Roll it, hit it, light it, ash it
Pa** it, f** it, Bobby smash it
[Hook]
n***a you don't know me
Pay me what ya owe me
Cop another oz
Roll another stogie
Pa** it to the homie, homie, homie
Pa** it to the homie
If she throw it at me Imma dive like a goalie
Yeah I know she want me, other n***as phony
Yall don't even wanna make a good impression
Do it for the homie, homie, homie
Do it for the homie
If she feelin froggy jump it off for the homie
[Verse 1]
Yeah, this is not for Katy Perry fans
This the type of sh** your parents ban
I be smokin' more than Method Man
Chain smokin' give you second hand
At the top, how's the weather man?
Miami hoes with excessive tans
She bought a booty with a credit scam
So she fit those leggings real aggressive man
This is not for show
And this is not for gimmick
n***as counterfeiting flows that I invented
Hella epic fails, it's a epidemic
Crop 'em out the picture
I'm so photogenic (cheese)
Fill my pockets with it
Get your check-up n***a like a doctor visit
Big booty Egyptian hoes, textin' me in hieroglyphic
Where's my etiquette, girl let me pour you a beverage (what)
What is your preference (Bobby!), she like it straight with no extra sh**
She just wanna party
And I told her, she can turn up, if she
[Pre Hook]
Roll it, hit it, light it, ash it
Pa** it, f** it, Bobby smash it
[Hook]
n***a you don't know me
Pay me what ya owe me
Cop another oz
Roll another stogie
Pa** it to the homie, homie, homie
Pa** it to the homie
If she throw it at me Imma dive like a goalie
Yeah I know she want me, other n***as phony
Yall don't even wanna make a good impression
Do it for the homie, homie, homie
Do it for the homie
If she feelin froggy jump it off for the homie
[Verse 2]
Turn another corner engine roarin'
Since it's foreign Imma need a translator
Just to see how fast it's going
Pull up to the valet with a Berry Halle
And she from the valley smokin' on that Cali
Keep the liquor pourin'
Pourin', pourin', keep the liquor pourin'
n***as try to knock me 'til I bring it to the door and
Should I get a flight and get the seat before its boardin'
From the Jump Man like Jordan
Thumbin' through it I got Carpal Tunnel
So much tree that I could start a jungle
So much p**y it be hard to juggle
She got a light skin friend look like Michael Jackson
She gotta dark skin friend look like Carlton Mama
What's a party without Bob
Flash mob ho that's b**hes without bras
Ghost ride the whip, that's n***as without cars
Ghost writing lyrics that's n***as behind bars
Whole lotta haters and a whole lotta commas
Whole lotta commas and a lot more comin'
Whole lotta bandz that's a whole lotta drummin'
With my n***a London f**in' hoes out in London like (sheesh)
She just wanna party and I told her if she
[Pre Hook]
Roll it, hit it, light it, ash it
Pa** it, f** it, Bobby smash it
[Hook]
n***a you don't know me
Pay me what ya owe me
Cop another oz
Roll another stogie
Pa** it to the homie, homie, homie
Pa** it to the homie
If she throw it at me Imma dive like a goalie
Yeah I know she want me, other n***as phony
Yall don't even wanna make a good impression
Do it for the homie, homie, homie
Do it for the homie
If she feelin froggy jump it off for the homie