Mike Will Made-It, Chief Keef, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - ROOMS

(EarDrummers) Top floor bosses (Mike WiLL—) Go (True, damn, you makin' noise, nigga) Go (Mike WiLL—) Go Go, go, go (Mike WiLL Made-It) I'm talkin' 'bout From the bottom to the top Livin' proof, nigga We can give a fuck how you rockin' You already how we comin', how we came Oh (Yeah) Foreign cars, back-to-back, switchin' lanes (Oh-oh, mm, mm, ooh) This life forever, I'm talkin' 'bout 4L Hundred mill', my deposit amount I'm here now, ain't no prophecy (Yeah) I'ma press when I come in the buildin', ain't no stoppin' me (Oh) Shawty, don't know all these things I done seen Time to spin on shit 'cause they shot at me I gotta focus, I'm livin' out my dream I'm rollin', nothin' but women around me, I won't hurt nobody Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems Shawty my drugs, she substitutin' my narcotics Wanna ride on my bus with nothin' but Dollars and some choppers in the rooms (Uh) She overdramatic, these bitches be actin' (Uh) Know we got gas, you know we ain't lackin' Got army guns, and boy, you a maggot That's not a joint, that's a damn 4Matic Always smokin', I think I'm an addict I'm in the joint and I ride with a baddie You know I'm up like a motherfuckin' addict Doo-doo-doo-doo, you know we ain't lackin' Do not run up, somethin' bad can happen You know the money gon' come with the madness And what I claim gon' come with the baggage We got them cutters, we come with the hatchets Foenem got switches, they come with the gadgets Fake-ass diamonds, you cappin', big cappin' We do the shit that the rappers be rappin' I'm havin' funds, no pun intended Shot his ass while he was jumpin' the fence One of my cousins tumblin' gas One of my cousins tumblin' bricks Catch your ass while you pumpin' the gas Now we back on the block and we pumpin' the brick Pull up tryna beef 'bout a thot You'll lose your life because of a bitch Ayy, we ridin' away like a seg' Lambo' look just like an egg We crack a head like an egg We crack a head like a can Now, he gone and it's sad Should've did what mama said Put his head with the spikes up in the motherfuckin' fridge It's lead stuck in his head Bitch, totin' the Wock and the SIG I'm rollin', nothin' but women around me, I won't hurt nobody Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems Shawty my drugs, she substitutin' my narcotics Wanna ride on my bus with nothin' but Dollars and some choppers in the rooms She call me double-R 'cause I ride Rover Mansory Rover, I'm a real rockstar ('Star) Talkin' 'bout how I fell down on my face I was snortin' ice in my cage (Cage) Bitch, I'ma pop my shit Know you like this chain or money I done made (Oh-oh) Jesus pieces all on my neck, need to be saved Bitch subpoenain' me about a check, ho, be safe I've been goin' off track, I'm talkin' 'bout a check Lately been drivin' me crazy (Cray) My diamonds snow So the late nights ridin' the whip I'ma switch out the modifications I'm gone (Gone) All these young niggas with me strapped up I'm so bossed up, I ain't totin' no chrome (Nah) Not hardly thinkin' that she was gon' curve me The bitch saw the service around my home Now she tryna plead and don't wanna leave Finna have all her feelings on top of her sleeve Tried to run it, I fumbled, now back in the league I'm that 38 Baby, I'll make 'em believe, Top, nigga I'm rollin', nothin' but women around me, I won't hurt nobody Drink out the bottle, tryna solve my problems Shawty my drugs, she substitutin' my narcotics Wanna ride on my bus with nothin' but Dollars and some choppers in the rooms