Mr. Sell a Bow

Lyrics

[Intro] Seven eleven, this bitch here roll twenty-four Feel fly in the carrel, feel just like a bat Fresh in the trap like I'm dressed for a centerfold Pull up and kill a 'bow or hit a 'bow Had my first spot on the lane in the indigo (Yeah) Phew, phew [Chorus] Mr. Go Sell the Bow, know I'ma roll the dough Seven eleven, this bitch here roll twenty-four I take a dollar off he buyin' ten or more Fresh in the trap like I'm dressed for a centerfold Servin' that shit like a plate, stackin' dinner rolls Had my first spot on the lane in the indigo He said that shit there was smokin', he want some more Long nights on the dick, yeah, my trap like a get and go Mr. Go Sell the Bow, know I'ma roll the dough Seven eleven, this bitch here roll twenty-four I take a dollar off he buyin' ten or more Fresh in the trap like I'm dressed for a centerfold Servin' that shit like a plate, stackin' dinner rolls Had my first spot on the lane in the indigo He said that shit there was smokin', he want some more Long nights on the dick, yeah, my trap like a get and go [Verse 1] That boy there a animal, full of that stamina Got 'bows and money all over the counter Dressed to a T, stiff as a mannequin Sell a twelve-pack of green, them hearts sellin' like Heinekens Dirty Diana, that suitcase from Ross The 'bow weigh four forty-eight, I thought that the scale was off Lot of shit on my shoulder, I still ain't fell off Ain't fuckin' with the mail, I got a whole 'nother route I drop the prices, make trappers excited Took off on their ass, they say that boy ignited Best friends with the hype, he's got dope that they like I don't plan to pull over, I jugg in a striker Knew the money was comin' like I was a psyche Stay down for this shit, it didn't come overnight Beat that box out the hat, hit that ho with a right I got ten different flavors, got somethin' you like [Chorus] Mr. Go Sell the Bow, know I'ma roll the dough Seven eleven, this bitch here roll twenty-four I take a dollar off he buyin' ten or more Fresh in the trap like I'm dressed for a centerfold Servin' that shit like a plate, stackin' dinner rolls Had my first spot on the lane in the indigo He said that shit there was smokin', he want some more Long nights on the dick, yeah, my trap like a get and go [Verse 2] Trap like a bachelor, rollin' the dough Need no help with this shit, I trap better when alone Only three different plays, them hoes gone by the morning I'm like Tom with my thumb, I don't need help with count it Rap checks in the bank, I've been livin' off ounces Made a name off the green, unc' fuck with the flounder Have you ever seen so much white, look like a mantle? If you drive up that hill, they got hundred dollar pounds (Uh) [Chorus] Mr. Go Sell the Bow, know I'ma roll the dough Seven eleven, this bitch here roll twenty-four I take a dollar off he buyin' ten or more Fresh in the trap like I'm dressed for a centerfold Servin' that shit like a plate, stackin' dinner rolls Had my first spot on the lane in the indigo He said that shit there was smokin', he want some more Long nights on the dick, yeah, my trap like a get and go