Russell Headtop Lyrics

[Chorus]

Couple hoes no clothes make the bedrock
Hittin' all these suckas wit the red dot
Pull up with my migo in that benz drop
This another heater for ya headtop

[Verse]

She told me I'm handsome I said thanks boo
She know me as Russell and that dude who brought that dank through
She just wanna make love and I just wanna make moves
25-8 I got food up on my plate ooh
Beat knockin', I got hella weed options
And a girl that speak french, hella curvy and Moroccan
Only keep gems, we ain't wit em if they easy
I need me a boss bitch somebody who don't need me
Knock knock, ringaling, get the door its the bros
All my homies gettin' further, we still workin' on the low
You talk shit about your own f*ckin' homies and it shows
You can stunt your whole life but that shit might make you broke
In your ends you a joke, to your homies I'm the pope To your wifey I'm the goat, you got reggie I got dope
Went through pain up in my life, went through times we had no hope
Yung boy done made a business, I ain't bend and I ain't fold
Had to get my head right baby that's true
They talk about me heavy when I'm present they on mute
I just chill out and record drink mimosas by the pool
With some freaks and a blizzy while I'm scrollin' through the news
Russell that's who, Vale be my set, I can get you introduced
This my life of money bitches weed and music come through
If you say it's f*ck me, then it's f*ck you too (sher drop that shit!)

[Chorus]

Couple hoes no clothes make the bedrock
Hittin' all these suckas wit the red dot
Pull up with my migo in that benz drop
This another heater for ya headtop