Roses & Bentleys - Dolan Beats, Drugrich Scarfo, Drugrixh Peso

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

Go to Atlanta just to fuck up Lennox

Hop out the rental, but I got it tinted

Trap out her spot till she get evicted

Walk through with five shooters like the Pistons

Praying we here cause these niggas be snitchin'

Don’t ever trust these niggas, they be switchin'

Niggas bitches, all they want is attention

I got a 50 round extension

Why yo lil bitch keep asking if I’m pimpin'

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

FN hold 20, call that shit Genobli

Nigga I shoot, I ain’t missing

Hop out on em' at the red light

Sent me brother to the Feds, twice

Watchin' niggas cause it’s on sight

23 on me, I shoot like Mike

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

Rixh nigga, I could build yo bitch

The lady special when I

Feel the shower, love that gold shit

Rank higher than an old nigga

Hop out the Rose or Bentley

You know my shooter stay with me

I came up from mixed intentions

Put VVS in a tennis

Pull out and buss on her titties

You know that my bitch is a 20

I’ll pull up and hurt your lil feelings

I been winning from the beginning

You other niggas been pretending

Look in your eyes, you pussy

OG, I never been rookie

Press a button, roof go missing

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

I make the Mur sing like a symphony

New Rome, but this is not Italy

It ain’t bout' money, then we ain’t kickin' it

Bloody muddy make me slur my sentences

no written

check the Benjis

I’m the source, never been the middleman

I got them for 23, Michael Jordan

When it touch to Atlanta, I Scotty Pippen it

Prices goin' skyrocket

I’m fuckin' yo bitch in a highrise

You thought she was loyal, she two-timed you

She hangin' on the mic, I might sign her

Young nigga, … stolen Bentley

fill em' with cool

Spin the corner, then I draw attention

Wrist hangin' out the window drippin'

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'

Hoppin' in Roses and Bentleys

Took your lil bitch to Tiffany’s

You know my shoes from Italy

You know my hittas' stay with me

I got that gold Egyptian

Hop out that bitch, let it empty

I’m having them racks, no pension

I’m having them bags from pimpin'