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Rod$ta
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CEO Trayle
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Roderick Thomas
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Justin Trayle Bell
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Lyrics
Yeah
Huh
Yeah
Yeah
Rod$ta
They tried closing the door, but I'm kicking it in
I'm going valet whenever I'm parking the car
I'm not backing it in
I switch my clothes up whenever I get dressed
I'm never gonna follow the trend
Ain't seen 'em once in the last 10 years
But they still gonna be calling me kin
They know that I'm just born to win
I'm destined, the fuck do you mean
I handle my problems, but no
I'm not sorry that all my gang intervened
I linked with my girl, now she saying her back hurt
I beat down her spline
I love rolling weed, and I'm counting this money
So yeah, I be focused on green
Team player, count up with the team
I don't give a fuck what they say
These **** be waiting until they get paid
But I'ma just spend it today
I'm clearing the budget
I'm still independent, so I'ma just tell 'em okay
Won't stop my career for none of these hoes
I swear that I feel like Tom Brady
I'm keeping this shit more than 80
I'm keeping this shit like a hundred
I swear that I'm smoking exotic
I am not riding with family or children
I'm doing the dash on the highway
They push an agenda to influence the kid
I promise it's still gonna go my way
Don't gotta wait on a check
I spend it on Monday, not waiting on Friday
These **** don't know how to save
I'm all out of town
I'm getting the footage, I chop all that shit up with Dave
I see what they do
They be scared to leap but quick to go follow my pave
These **** keep asking how I'm getting my blessings
I'm telling them, ****, I prayed
Hey
Huh
They tried closing the door, but I'm kicking it in
I'm going valet whenever I'm parking the car
I'm not backing it in
I switch my clothes up whenever I get dressed
I'm never gonna follow the trend
Ain't seen 'em once in the last 10 years
But they still gonna be calling me kin
They know that I'm just born to win
I'm destined, the fuck do you mean
I handle my problems, but no
I'm not sorry that all my gang intervened
I linked with my girl, now she saying her back hurt
I beat down her spline
I love rolling weed, and I'm counting this money
So yeah, I be focused on green
Yeah
Focused on green, yeah
Fuck do you
4
Yeah
Put that shit on with no stylist
I lost my heart, can she find it
Just like a star, she a blinding
I was just waiting on the timing
She in love with the dope man
But he not your average dope man
Have 'em swim with the fish, put his toes in
Tryna get out this bitch, but I'm closed in
He a pimp like feathers on fedoras
Choppas sing, but I don't sing on the chorus
The work white just like Chuck Norris
The Percocet come out my pores
I let the bitch do all my chores
I popped a 6, hope you popped yours
You live by it, then you die by the sword
I call my other lil' bitch 'cause I'm bored
Boss her up, get her Christian Dior
Boy, you didn't hear that shit from the source
Bitch ask, can she come to the corpse
I don't care to call that bitch a tourist
Said she mixed and her daddy Honduras
Said fuck it, they wasn't here for us
I had kicked down the door with the fours
All the hopes of me being on Forbes
Huh
They tried closing the door, but I'm kicking it in
I'm going valet whenever I'm parking the car
I'm not backing it in
I switch my clothes up whenever I get dressed
I'm never gonna follow the trend
Ain't seen 'em once in the last 10 years
But they still gonna be calling me kin
They know that I'm just born to win
I'm destined, the fuck do you mean
I handle my problems, but no
I'm not sorry that all my gang intervened
I linked with my girl, now she saying her back hurt
I beat down her spline
I love rolling weed, and I'm counting this money
So yeah, I be focused on green
Written by: Justin Trayle Bell, Roderick Thomas