rolex - midnight strik3 lyrics
[hook * midnight strik3]
you know how it is, baby i can’t trust you b*tch
if i ever said i loved you i was lying b*tch
i f*ck with you but i was tryna count a comma b*tch
i love my icey real shiny like a diamond b*tch
drop top in a porsche, lil b*tch name porsche
can i hit it in the morn, why yo man so boring
call me strik3 i’m the storm
ride the wave with me baby till we hit the shore
[verse 1 * midnight strik3]
that baby fine though, i just wanna know if the time wrong
i just wanna hit from behind though, then we can sit at the condo
low life on the inside, baby girl what’s yo insides
i mix it up like it’s stir fry, stir fry, mix it up like it’s tie dye
i did a dab with yo b*tch, you a slaz on a b*tch
poppin tags on a b*tch, smoke a sack on the b*tch
i got racks on the b*tch
lil baby wanna count up, i’ma finesse on that b*tch aw, address all that sh*t
i count a couple likе a rollie, b*tches be thinkin thеy know me
no you don’t know me, all by my lonely
me and my homie, you just a phony
i got that doley, straight to the holy
hole in one like tiger, one nighter
when i finish f*ckin i fly out aw yea
undress on that b*tch i
can you keep it real with me look me in my eyes
i just wonder if you k!lling sh*t you run the side
i just wonder if you k!lling sh*t you run the side
do you really wanna sign though
i’m ballin, i’m ballin, i ball like i’m lonzo
i’m keeping it real for real like my eye woke
i’m seeing this sh*t i be sayin my mind woke
do you really wanna ball, do you really want it all
do you really wanna spend all the money you saving on rent
or do you wanna buy the mall
out here finessing and hustling making a check, you b*tches wasting it all
i be spitting this fire like my name is strik3 and deezy gon finish it off
[verse 2 * deezy216]
b*tch i’ma finish it off, 10 bands on a rolex i’m a spend all this sh*t at the mall
you ain’t gotta worry bout catching the bros cuz we ain’t never gunna fall
i’ma go hard and ball like lavar, when shawty get wet she know who to call
she know i’ma boss, in love with the way that i floss
lemme get back to the bag, let me keep poppin these tags
let me get back to the block, and pop a few perks, and run up the muf*ckin racks
don’t f*ck w the highways, f*ck all the roads, i stick to the muf*ckin tracks
lemme go fast, i hop in the whip, and f*ck on ya b*tch
and do the whole muf*ckin dash ah
[hook]
you know how it is, baby i can’t trust you b*tch
if i ever said i loved you i was lying b*tch
i f*ck with you but i was tryna count a comma b*tch
i love my icey real shiny like a diamond b*tch
drop top in a porsche, lil b*tch name porsche
can i hit it in the morn, why yo man so boring
call me strik3 i’m the storm
ride the wave with me baby till we hit the shore
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