DoughXL - Rolls Royce (Part 2) lyrics

[Verse 1: DoughXL] Nowadays everybody wanna tweet like they've got somethin' to say, but nothing comes out when they write the sh** Just a bunch of jibberish, n***as sound like b**hes the way they be bickering The games like a b**h I'm tryna stick my fingers in, make the money come then continue the fingerin' When the hoods on your back they turn to Zimmermans, keep your friends and b**hes at distance from these dividends Writing all the right songs, got the wrong girls in my iPhone You'll be surprised by the type of lies, hoes tell these guys that wife them Seen a lot but ain't seen it all, reppin' the Hartbreak city till the day I fall A young man no plan I dreamed it all, puffing on strong till the day I'm gone, hol' on (aye hol' on homie, Smoke sumn biiiiiiiiitch) Uh, I need a bong with some ice, a model wife that momma likes but all my sisters hate! Private streets with big a** estates I'll be damned if my fam' ain't living straight n***a ain't no getting through to these problem kids, come a take a drive where drama lives You better reevaluate what your problem is, around here d**h keeps his promises These b**hes ain't nothing like your momma is, so we f** 'em, duck 'em, never ever love 'em (word around shes having your seeeeeed!) That sh** ain't mine (stop lying gzzzzzzzzzz) That baby don't look like me, different eyes, different nose, different teeth I'm so broke that a n***a barely eats, but I smoke weed like my moneys growing in my trees At least, my brains on ease, had a few friends but they're blowing in the breeze Some got popped some popped in a squeeze, got the HIV and popped till they OD'd Thats life homie, they don't show none of that on a screen Got a bunch of problems that nobody ever sees, popping meds till your A.D.H.D These, n***as tweaking, I'm taking sisters for the weekend I'm a shark in the water you're a kid in the deep end, if a n***a's got a problem then my n***as is creeping 5'3, born in 9.3, and your girl still thinks I'm Too $hort I tell a bad b**h girl lets go hang, hide my Mary Jane in your Newports My ex girl thinks I'm brash as sh**, my side b**h thinks I'm pa**ionate My girlfriend be on E so much you would think she was a Kardashian [Hook] When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice [Verse 2: Richie Raxx] I need a real bad hoe just to make my Ex jealous, And a balcony to smoke my trees No sticks no seeds, still riding Rolls Royce screaming f** police Dough hit 'em with the ill flow, bouta k** 'em with that new sh** Young, wild, and ruthless, spending bread on cool sh** Told mom I want a Rolls Royce, till I seen the new Bentley truck Riding round in a Benz like what, all my old hoes saying "come and pick me up" (woah, woah, woah, woah,) Girl you know you better quit with that, I ain't with the mack I'm just into rap, k**ing n***as with my ninja tacts You know I got it like that, spilling drinks shorty please step back Act like you want an autograph, if my girl sees you? psh its a rap [Hook] When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice When I was young I told my mom I want a Rolls Royce And for them girls to scream my name till they got no voice [Verse 3: DoughXL] Well, see the F.L.Y be my mafia, they try to pop us but we keep poppin' up Thrilla in manilla, authentic ain't nothing realer, so many legs my bed's like an octopus n***as getting pissed 'cause they're not like us, your girl wants our baby that's obvious She wants a man like her papí was, and I'm still tryna beat it like Rocky does You better watch out, drinking till we all black out Riding with some crazy a** white boys, putting them white girls in their nostrils See the world ain't perfect but it sure is pretty And life is a b**h but she sure is witty I love her so much ima take her Jacob In front of all these f** n***as hoping we break up When I was young I told my mom ima get her a Rolls Royce So I'm 'bout to sing these f**ing tunes till I got no voice, hoes