Rory Fresco - Lob lyrics

[Intro: Kid Ink] Ooh, ah yeah [Chorus: Kid Ink] Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky Threw that b**h a lob, threw that b**h a lob Money make her dance, put you on a job Threw that b**h a lob, threw that b**h a lob [Verse 1: Kid Ink] Money bag, yo, go keep a chain, hundred bag Backwood if you really 'bout that smoke Know your type, only n***as that ain't broke Dance in them Jimmy Choos, ayy Your skin color a bottle of Yoo-hoo That big old dude, I point and shoot Came with the truth, case n***as start actin' boof I can't refuse, she with y'all Least she fighter with the moves I threw that lob like I coulda went to Duke Lil baby, it's just right 'cause she demand Walk it like I talk it in these Vans, ah yeah [Chorus: Kid Ink] Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky Threw that b**h a lob, threw that b**h a lob Money make her dance, put you on a job Threw that b**h a lob, threw that b**h a lob [Verse 2: Rory Fresco] It ain't nothin' to me, j**elry cold like one degree I'ma throw it all, it's gon' fall from a hundred feet Rory don't do nothin' cheap, don't sleep at the Double Tree Bad b**hes run at me like, can you give me somethin' to see? She gon' go long for the throat, my son her And she all alone on her own, need a sponsor I threw all this cash, if I do my math right You just do a sash, I go through the smash Livin' stupid fast, b**h, I do the dash It ain't same type of sh** that will get you to crash Just know who in first, don't know who in last I just threw the bag, if the truth be asked [Chorus: Kid Ink] Pop a wheelie with no hands, put it in the sky Threw that b**h a lob, threw that b**h a lob Money make her dance, put you on a job Threw that b**h a lob, threw that b**h a lob [Verse 3: Juliann Alexander] I could tell that she a fan, I'm a rock star with no band I get money in advance, then I do my money dance Can you throw it back on me by chance? You a bad b**h, you ain't innocent I just walked in with a brand new b**h And a rock star clique, you can s** my dick Rest in peace to Lil Peep, took a Xan in the whip Swervin' on a highway, swervin' on your b**h [Outro: Kid Ink] Pop a willy with no hands, put it in the sky Threw that b**h a lob, ooh that sh** a vibe Ooh, ah yeah