DameDot - ROOFTOP

(Ooh, Rell) yeah
Yeah let's get it
Look

She wanna go to Ruth Chris
I took her to the rooftop
She had a new bumper on her
When she left the tool shop
Drunk, walkin' 'round in the loft
With her boobs out
Hit a nigga dead in his brain
Watch it ooze out
I just took a mushroom, I'm a lil' high
She down for the cause
She gon' hold it for me
These niggas only hit your line
Just to hold some money
Naw, I ain't gangbangin'
But I got a roll in twenties
If I hit a nigga street
He can hold a hundred

My bitch tryna argue
But I can't 'cause I'm countin' up
Ask the plug, any time I cop
It's a pound and up
It sound like you lyin'
Is they around or what? Yeah
Put his brains on the wall, likе a TV
We gon' mount it up
If you send me thе money first
Then you out of luck
We made it all the way to the K
She took 'em out her butt
You actin' like an opp pack
We gon' fire you up
Damn, that bitch fine, she a big booty dancer
Pretty in the face
But she like to fuck rappers
Hit him in his lungs with the pump
He got asthma
This chopper clip same shape as a banana

She wanna go to Ruth Chris
I took her to the rooftop
She had a new bumper on her
When she left the tool shop
Drunk, walkin' 'round in the loft
With her boobs out
Hit a nigga dead in his brain
Watch it ooze out she down for the cause
She gon' hold it for me
These niggas only hit your line
Just to hold some money
Naw, I ain't gangbangin'
But I got a roll in twenties
If I hit a nigga street
He can hold a hundred

Went to the set with a ten
And I left without it
These lil' niggas need to get some molly
They can't step without it
Goofy-ass niggas play with us
Now they can't find a body
Pull up in that '22, this the wider body
I need the rice and the
Noodles all in my hibachi
When I say I hit the bag
I don't mean like Rocky
Ain't no tellin' when we pour up
Could be Tris or Wocky
Ain't no tellin' where we goin'
I be out the country
AMG Jeep in the streets
Watch me switch lanes
Sip so much, I piss drank
Two hundred for a mixtape
It's the same price if it's
Clean or it's hit drank
My watch, my chain so friendly
But my bitch ain't
If you ain't playin' with an M
You playin' kid games
If you move, you get hit, boy
This Squid Games
Since I came in the world, I done had my way
If you ain't ridin' in a foreign
Then get out my way

She wanna go to Ruth Chris
I took her to the rooftop
She had a new bumper on her
When she left the tool shop
Drunk, walkin' 'round in the loft
With her boobs out
Hit a nigga dead in his brain
Watch it ooze out she down for the cause
She gon' hold it for me
These niggas only hit your line
Just to hold some money
Naw, I ain't gangbangin'
But I got a roll in twenties
If I hit a nigga street
He can hold a hundred

Written by:
TYRELL HUMPHREY

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