BETTER HAVE THAT ROD ft. TrellyTrell & Guap Lyrics

I been tucking on a bankroll clutching on my pole

I done got so close to God I can never sell my soul

Don't say where I can't go, you know you ain't that bold

Boy you Better Have That Rod know my heatwave micro

I been tucking on a bankroll clutching on my pole

I done got so close to God I can never sell my soul

Don't say where I can't go, you know you ain't that bold

Boy you Better Have That Rod know my heatwave micro

Boy you better have that rod bitch I might pull your card bitch

Your shit ain't as hard as this 50 shots and not a miss

Aye bitch I don't fuck with none of these niggas on that rap tip

Green ass niggas wanna be down I put em down quick

I got bitches from the city in my DMs trynna fuck with me

Send that cashapp you know them FadedBoyz don't fuck for free

Hella hoes I done been got over trynna get under me

I told her it's a blessing if she luck up and get stuck with me

I can change your fucking life bitch you ain't seen a thang

He might lose his fucking life if he mention my name, I'm drinking

Ain't no fucking telling what might come out my mouth, got me thinking

If I crack his melon will they let me off

We the reason that these niggas wanna be faded I can tell

Keep the cheese in the trap cause I know these rats can smell

I'm working hard as hell you come take this from me meet your maker

I been the hardest yeah, see these pussy niggas just can't take it

I been tucking on a bankroll clutching on my pole

I done got so close to God I can never sell my soul

Don't say where I can't go, you know you ain't that bold

Boy you Better Have That Rod know my heatwave micro

I been tucking on a bankroll clutching on my pole

I done got so close to God I can never sell my soul

Don't say where I can't go, you know you ain't that bold

Boy you Better Have That Rod know my heatwave micro

I been fucking with some gangstas I been fucking with your bitch

I done buss down all my chains trynna do the same to my wrist

I been riding round with them stains you know that they with the shits

I don't want no features from these lames we ain't linking up on shit

I'm the opposite of you, you can never be me

I been fucking with your boo, but your boo came on to me yeah

100 Ps of the greenest, quarter-milli got me cheesing

Your boo tummy full of semen, I'mma fuck and leave it creamy

I'mma fuck it then leave it, I'mma trick it then treat it

Young nigga might shop for it, she told a nigga that it's not boring

But I think her pussy from París, see I'm pretty sure that she not foreign

21 Year old savage, Yung Slim get her hot and horny

Look, count up bands bad bitch I put her on my mans

Where them pills she get freaky when she off them xans

Redbone moved to Cali now she got a tan

Now I'm on, all my foes turning into fans

I been tucking on a bankroll clutching on my pole

I done got so close to God I can never sell my soul

Don't say where I can't go, you know you ain't that bold

Boy you Better Have That Rod know my heatwave micro

I been tucking on a bankroll clutching on my pole

I done got so close to God I can never sell my soul

Don't say where I can't go, you know you ain't that bold

Boy you Better Have That Rod know my heatwave micro