corona - lil rot lyrics
[intro]
spain what you doin?
yeah
gang
yo sheesh
gang gang
y’all got corona or somethin’
jetpack jordan
aj you iced up!
h*ll naw
[chorus]
corona, you won’t catch me drinking corona (h*ll nah)
got too much drip on my body, hot just like a sauna (for real)
young n*gga came from the jungle (for real)
gotta keep a nine on my waist [?}
she gone be dialin’ my number (my number)
i can’t fold, can’t crumble (never)
[verse 1]
yeah, yeah, yeah we finna rock out (finna rockout)
never been to school, n*gga i’m a college dropout (college dropout)
too much money on my mind so you know i’m finna showout
[?] open the door, and them n*ggas put the door down
yeah we got them glock sticks
baguetties on my wrist
she really think a n*gga tryna facetime her (i can’t do that)
honestly i cut you off and i took [?] (imma do that)
i treat her like a 10, i treat her like a diamond (my diamond)
and she tryna check my phone, sendin’ all location (all locations)
n*ggas mad at me i promise i’m that i’m staying faded (i am)
and i’m tryna stack this money up ’cause thats for greatness (for real)
why these n*ggas steady hatin’ ion even get it (i don’t)
[chorus]
corona, you won’t catch me drinking corona (h*ll nah)
got too much drip on my body, hot just like a sauna (for real)
young n*gga came from the jungle (for real)
gotta keep a nine on my waist [?}
she gone be dialin’ my number
i can’t fold, can’t crumble
corona, you won’t catch me drinking corona (h*ll nah)
got too much drip on my body, hot just like a sauna (for real)
young n*gga came from the jungle (for real)
gotta keep a nine on my waist [?}
she gone be dialin’ my number
i can’t fold, can’t crumble
[verse 2]
she keep dialin’ my number, she dialin’ my number
too sauce in the henny she doin whatever (whatever)
i got my foot on the gas on the [?]
i want a millionaire, less can’t settle (never)
i can’t trust these n*ggas, they devils
if you really wanna [?], n*gga tell me its whatever (yeah)
i just came from malibu (live it up)
i was [?] views for versace shoes (yeah)
free my dawg, we run it all (free my dawg)
pain in me, pop tylenols
i can’t work no 9*5 i can’t never get a job (can’t)
i just bossed up on myself and i just copped a rollie (rollie)
they so quick to judge a n*gga but they dont even know me (they don’t)
[outro]
gang gang
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