Vee Tha Rula - RODEO

Yeah
Uh
Before I let a nigga take me, I'ma make a move for real
Yeah, you hard up to that point, but you ain't lettin' shit get killed

I'ma always have a deal, cause a nigga really got skill
Let her hang out with her girls, I pull up to pay the bill
Last time that I held that chopper, Neek said, nah, it's kid in the crib
Niggas shoutin' out this war like, really, G, it is what it is

I be tryna find my higher self, but keep it blunt in a glitz
Like a band for the designer belt and keep it nice where I live
I won't drink if it ain't walkin', niggas keep a cup of the trizz
I won't smoke if it ain't dopin', niggas keep a blunt or some mids

It's a bocce, tapioca, I ain't keepin' much in the fridge
Jimmy Toppy, I'm like, mommy, how you did all that when it's big
I heard, homie, he got problems, I'm like, how in hell he don't even know me
Don't just say that on the gram, my man, now you gon' have to really show me

They hit my phone and ask about so-and-so, ain't givin' shit up to the police
I be rollin', blowin' dodie, got my pistol ridin' by my roof
Ain't stressin', I got big poli on me
If it's bout enough, I'll pull a Brody on it

Baby, trip off my portfolio
Bout to turn the telly to the rodeo
I ain't stressin', I got big poli on me
If it's bout enough, I'll pull a Brody on it

Baby, trip off my portfolio
Bout to turn the telly to the rodeo
Too much thuggin', too much passion
I be quiet, don't say much unless the topic on some cash

Hot potato with a brick, we get our chips and then we mash it
I'm performin' at a festival, them white hoes steady flashin
I stand on my own ten toes, I'm both feedin' and by myself
K. King runnin' from the cops, he died, they said he killed to sell

If golden shark infested waters, I be swimmin' Michael Phelps
She ain't wanna see the Eiffel, said she want me to herself
I be thumbin' through a check, I like to feel it in my hands
Keep a few up in the bank, but keep most of it where I am

Every place you go record it, you postin' it on the gram
I be low like Costa Nostra, I told you that I'm the man
Ain't stressin', I got big poli on me
If it's bout enough, I'll pull a Brody on it

Baby, trip off my portfolio
Bout to turn the telly to the rodeo
I ain't stressin', I got big poli on me
If it's bout enough, I'll pull a Brody on it

Baby, trip off my portfolio
Bout to turn the telly to the rodeo

Written by:
CHRISTIAN DEAN

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