PAROLES
[Intro: EST Gee]
Yeah, yeah
FOREVEROLLING
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: EST Gee]
Stretch sum’
Lately I been dreaming, putting this heater on the next one
Lil’ bro want me sign him, I can’t sign him ’til he catch one
He say I’m the reason this shit is, then I stepped up
Fuck whoever next up, tell ’em send they best one
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
We gon’ send him back holding his hat with decompressed lungs
God helped me relax, I throw two back, help my depression
These niggas ain’t steppers, they too sleepy, and they messy eaters
Ecstasy, eyes bleedin’, tryna watch the meaning
Niggas wan’ be rappers badly, okay cool, let’s book a feature
He kept hollering, screaming, “Help me, Jesus,” when that choppa squeezing (Oh, Lord)
People need to learn how to take heat the same
‘Cause I might not get you, til’ I do, then all your people dying
I was quiet, puttin’ it on the line, everyday for mine
Niggas bitches, all on IG lyin’, know that they ain’t sliding
You ain’t ever run or walk nothing down, it’s just something that rhyme
Ask about me way before I signed, eye patch with a nine
With a button on the back, you slide, I’ll slide or die
We ’bout up and arm, don’t rock no fire if you ain’t down to ride
[Chorus: EST Gee]
Stretch sum’
Lately I been dreaming, putting this heater on the next one
Lil’ bro want me sign him, I can’t sign him ’til he catch one
He say I’m the reason this shit is, then I stepped up
Fuck whoever next up, tell ’em send they best one
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
I probably got a three piece, two attempts with Ric, and one with Skeet
Well, he had ducked, and I had bust, I think he died, but fuck it, I tried
I’m not no bitch, I fuck with Val, Von on shit, I’ma know that cal
All your hitters finally came from power, yeah, wow
Know I’m down, ski’s drown
Got these broke boys, bands down
Shred or go, check that store
Room for two, they have a O
Niggas be hoes, who the zone?
I was getting active, you was at home
Nigga, I know you, and I show you
Ain’t been hoed, nigga, I ho you
Free my brodie, never had a codie
Bitch got an AP, mama got a Rollie
And it’s bust, bitch, free us
No more selling top, just tuh
Send it to a public drop, on fucks
Still got thirteen in my buffs
Lost my main man, so what?
What about y’all? What about dawg? Bitch
[Chorus: EST Gee]
Stretch sum’
Lately I been dreaming, putting this heater on the next one
Lil’ bro want me sign him, I can’t sign him ’til he catch one
He say I’m the reason this shit is, then I stepped up
Fuck whoever next up, tell ’em send they best one
[Outro: 42 Dugg]
Stretch sum’, riding with two heaters in my Demon
Tryna stretch sum’, sonny got away but it’s okay, I’ma get the rest of ’em
They know they got death coming, I still tweak for Neff, dummy
(Dummy, bitch)
