‎had dat

Album cover art for "‎had dat" by ​rodneyy

​rodneyy - Rap

‎had dat

2 Plays

Duration: 2:30

View ArtistView Album

Lyrics

Rodneyy [Hook] Hopped off the plane, I got jetlag She callin' my niggas, I'm blowin' her back Hudson jeans so tight I don't sag These nigga's new drip be shit I been had [Pre-Verse] I fucked up the script, pullin' off in a scat Til' niggas get rich, I'm [?] [Verse 1] I blocked that bitch, she heartbroke And I be poppin' them pills, off of them pills, might make his heart blow Came in doin' them drills, I'm a smart nigga, I need me a smart hoe Everybody know my name, Wells Fargo I just met a lil' bitch from Kentucky, she from the same city as Jack Harlow Got to the point, I'm movin', man, so much money, I pick shit up in a cargo Niggas all hate, but I bet I make their rent by the time I wake up [?] Bitch in the Benz, in the backroom, gotta [?], kicked her out, I ain't feelin' no sorrow Ain't gettin' no money from me, wasn't here from the start Won't give you a cent, go borrow Freaky lil' bitch said she like to take shots, I hopped out the Benz, went and bought us some bottles Smell that stench, that shit, that gas, I think this shit here come from Colorado She tryna crack another bottle, I said "baby, I'm high though" Wake up, get rich, fuck bitches, ay, that's just the motto Hop in the- Hop in the ride, go Nelly Furtado Thirsty lil' bitch she say she lovin' me, I tell her I'm not though I walk in my closet, see I got a lot of clothes My weed be exotic, my fashion designer, and I fuck the finest hoes I copped a Pt., I keep that shit right in the fridge just to keep it cold I'm rich as a bitch, I don't care 'bout a bridge, I really could burn em' all She was gettin' with me, but she threw up and that shit, that really turned me off I was beatin' that shit for the third time, told her that I need [?] (yeah) [Verse 2] I took me an Addy 'fore I went to work My name ain't your name, but I make it her's She send me the addy, then I'm goin' beserk I hit for a three, fadeaway like Dirk Hashtag RIP, put this nigga on a shirt I'ma fuck, make her pee like, ugh, squirt Know these bullets they gon' pierce like, ugh, squirt (ugh, squirt) Ugh, squirt, got racks on me, nigga tell me what's the word I don't say much nigga, feel like I'm Ferb I make this shit work nigga, feel like I'm Ferg Niggas been hatin' on me, shit I ain't even heard Molly pill sittin' in the drink, absurd I said she call me absurd [Extended Hook] Hopped off the plane, I got jetlag She callin' my niggas, I'm blowin' her back Hudson jeans so tight I don't sag These nigga's new drip be shit I been had Hopped off the plane, I got jetlag She callin' my niggas, I'm blowin' her back Hudson jeans so tight I don't sag These nigga's new drip be shit I been had Hopped off the plane, I got jetlag She callin' my niggas, I'm blowin' her back Hudson jeans so tight I don't sag These nigga's new drip be shit I been had Hopped off the plane, I got jetlag She callin' my niggas, I'm blowin' her back Hudson jeans so tight I don't sag These nigga's new drip be shit I been had

Rate this song

Rate this song

0/5.0 - 0 Ratings

5
0.0% (0)
4
0.0% (0)
3
0.0% (0)
2
0.0% (0)
1
0.0% (0)

Loading comments...

Credits

Writers
  • rodneyy