Gone (feat. Diesel Harley & Mike Mrtn)
RudyWade
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I cant stay home Can't get a bag from the couch Like a newborn I'm poppin' all the way out I got my drip from the drought My money seas finna sprout Give me the bread from the clout I need a beach by my house I can't run with a cat or a mouse I'm stingy with a dab and a pounce Back talk always come back around nigga I'm finna dip like a sauce Can't reach me baby arms Make a play for the cost Made a way I'm the boss Gotta reach me better call And I'm gone like mirage Yah Yah Yah Yah If I come round then its only for a minute If I come down then its only for the ticket Get it poppin' like a skillet You know a nigga with it And I'm all about my cheddar and my bae Like a biscuit I've been gone yeah Stackin' cheese like lasagna Cheddar all in my pocket My cash on green you can't stop it I've been gone yeah Not tryina make no deposit This cash don't fit in my wallet Been on the come up I flaunt it Yeah I flaunt it Ayo your bitch call me papi And my flow gotta bend like I'm Maxie She suckin' me great like the Gatsby VIP at my show Tallahassee And I'm off of the beat feelin' gassy She playin' hot or cold Katy Perry Read a bitch like a book in a library I'm more infectious than a Corona And my rhymes go harder than boners I'm on a roll just like scholars Just pass me the rock please Ben Balla Been hittin' them threes like I fucked a grenade My dick's the bomb I need first aid I need to vacate I need champagne Give me prosecco It's my birthday uh I won't pipe down You can go and grab a picket Never drop the ball Even if I'm playing cricket Run it up and cop some digits You know the boy is with it Cause I'm all about the chess I'm killing kings I'm with the bishops I've been gone yeah Stackin' cheese like lasagna Cheddar all in my pocket My cash on green you can't stop it I've been gone yeah Not tryina make no deposit This cash don't fit in my wallet Been on the come up I flaunt it Yeah I flaunt it I been huffin' on strong Chuggin' Dom Perignon And I got a couple thickies on the table in some thongs I'm still bent off my ex What else would you expect On her knees like a scar Cause she knows I'm the star I don't want nothin' to do with you Get the f*ck away don't make me choose Been killin' the game Don't need cash or a chain I ball up till the morning I wake up in foreigns Got nothin' to lose or to gain Couldn't tell you why I cannot say The hype it just comes and don't fade The time that I got its insane I'm gone
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Written by: ALEXANDER ROQUE, ROBERT LARRY WADE, RUSSELL JOHN ALLEN BERGQUIST
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