ern j & rick ross - shop open lyrics
[intro]
big boy sh+t!
[chorus: ern j]
why the f+ck you callin’ like you don’t know that the trap open
why the f+ck you ran up in, you know d+mn where the scr+p loaded
know i got convicted, so i gotta let it stop holdin’
all these n+ggas play rich on the gram and they ain’t got motion
rolls royce, made that, dope boy in the drop loaded
soul t++th, gold chain, plus you know this not swollen
straight work, gay rock, i just call it hulk hogan
there’s i, f+ck that, know my workers still post it
[verse 1: ern j]
need another trap, i got too many l!cks
this a d+mn indictment, it’s too many sticks
ayy, this my lil’ two shoe, this a mini blip
ayy, had to show the stupid b+tch i’m really rich
ayy, drippin’ fendi, yeah, yeah rich in millie, uh, yeah
cost a milli’, uh, yeah
n+gga really, uh, yeah
i can be the good guy
i’m a super villain, uh, yeah
[chorus: ern j]
why the f+ck you callin’ like you don’t know that the trap open
why the f+ck you ran up in, you know d+mn where the scr+p loaded
know i got convicted, so i gotta let it stop holdin’
all these n+ggas play rich on the gram and they ain’t got motion
rolls royce, made that, dope boy in the drop loaded
soul t++th, gold chain, plus you know this not swollen
straight work, gay rock, i just call it hulk hogan
there’s i, f+ck that, know my workers still post it
[verse 2: ern j]
ayy, goin’ dumb
ayy, don’t don’t touch this tongue, now his sh+t goin’ numb
all you see is needles, sh+t like vietnam
ayy, all these n+ggas down, why you ain’t got a gun?
ayy, this sh+t crazy i’ve been seeing trash since the f+ckin’ baby
i was born in 90 but then like the 80s
i jumped in the streets and then i let it raise me
[verse 3: rick ross]
lss 400, big motor, push star, on guard
all eyes, stick totals, who hatin’?
no patience, line house, who hatin’?
ov, go deep 100 rounds, 4 seats
care city to carolina, i’ma carry mine
chickens on the g5, dope boy airlines
cuban links to columbia, i got the better numbers
been a p+ssy eater, but never have i been a lover
f+ck em
[chorus: ern j]
why the f+ck you callin’ like you don’t know that the trap open
why the f+ck you ran up in, you know d+mn where the scr+p loaded
know i got convicted, so i gotta let it stop holdin’
all these n+ggas play rich on the gram and they ain’t got motion
rolls royce, made that, dope boy in the drop loaded
soul t++th, gold chain, plus you know this not swollen
straight work, gay rock, i just call it hulk hogan
there’s i, f+ck that, know my workers still post it
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