Roscoe Dash - Suppose To Do lyrics

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Roscoe Dash - Suppose To Do lyrics

[Hook: Big Sean] I was thinking 'bout the Ice that I put on Money that I blown b**hes that I known Everything that I did wrong All the licks I hit All the bullets missed Got my sh** legit A lot of people pissed Well, I got money coming through Drugs and women coming too [Verse 1: Roscoe Dash] Every day I wake up and I praise the lord Cause it's another day I get to ride around in what they can't afford I beg your pardon, my whip's clean, I'm fresh as f** My b**h mean, there's no pressing her She freshen up while I'm resting up So when I wake up it's to naked bu*t On the regular, my n***as I been gold, go figure So they spoil me like I was royalty I'm well taught to be so that's venom On the beat I go gorilla Guaranteed to go formula Every time, on time, I got money all in my phone line I said one time for my crew I hope you get paid as f**, 'cause we do I hope you get laid as f**, 'cause we do But what if we lame as f**, that makes you Haterade for the hater, mane I'm on layaway in this player shade With mad wishes, two bad b**hes That use the dick to play badminton [Hook: Big Sean] I was thinking 'bout the Ice that I put on Money that I blown b**hes that I known Everything that I did wrong All the licks I hit All the bullets missed Got my sh** legit A lot of people pissed Well, I got money coming through Drugs and women coming too I got money coming through Drugs and women coming too [Verse 2: Dusty McFly] Bag on the way dog I'm just waiting on it, one phone call Told my n***as don't stress some sh** Cause one day we all gon' ball Real n***a from day one I'm putting all of my n***as on Real n***a from four one n***as know that's my hood dog I wake up with a hangover Off Rosé and Dom P Lightskin n***a white [?] ho Swear to god they seen Bun B Finger [?] where you find me Broke a** n***as can't outshine me Paid twenty [?] for the time piece And the wipe-ups cost five sheets Been grinding nonstop for eight weeks Bout to hit your main b**h, she a straight freak Been thinkin' 'bout flooding me an AP Cause the spot still banging like Dre Beats Got rows on the wrist, bought eight each Can't y'all broke n***as fade me Y'all ho a** n***as, they hate me But it's always f** you pay me

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