JODY HiGHROLLER QUARTER MiLL EVERY NIGHT - Riff Raff, J-Dawg

Jody Highroller

«Quarter Mill Every Night»

Featuring J-Dawg the Yung Hogg

Yeah, uh

Too precise ('cise), rockin' British Nights (Nights)

Cotton berry lobster but my locker filled with Rice (Rice)

In the kitchen with Uncle Ben (Ben), Miami Vice (Vice)

Doing spin moves, rap game Vanilla Ice (Yeah)

Out of sugar spice, malt liquor shaking dice (Dice)

Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every night (Yeah)

Nice for us to meet (Meet), but we can’t compete (Yeah)

If you act real sweet, I might let you wash my feet (Feet)

Suckers keep complainin' ('Plain), can’t understand ('stand)

Flipped the candy yam, five hundred grand (Grand)

I can Lex' land (Land), Dodge Caravan ('van)

Got a new bitch look like Kathy Ireland (Yeah)

Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every night

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Let me get 'em now, yeah

Woke up and broke up with my bitch

While I’m rollin', called my bro up and told him meet me in the bricks

Hit the store, get a soda, finna pour us up a six

If my ass stay sippin', bitch, on God, this time I quit

Niggas know when I get focused, ain’t no missing me with shit

Got it in me like a cobra, I forgive but don’t forget

That stomp down soldier, same clique since nine-six

Over three hundred and growin', I’m in Dallas with this shit

My East Texas niggas knowin' where I go, patrol they door

I text «come here,» bae, we ain’t no GPS, who on it?

Yes

No, this shit ain’t normal but I believe in karma

And I ain’t never show my niggas less than the best

Yung Hogg

Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every night

Jody-Jody Highroller, quarter mil', night, night

Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every night

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Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every night

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Come complete, pushin' in a hydroplane

Louis Lux the brain

Locking down the game

Organize the freeze frame, frame

Geez, leave me alone, ridin' on chrome

Cocaine in my chromosome, move a zone

Might pull up on an Italian bitch, Versace calzone

After that though, pull in a Phantom Ghost

Swanging down your block, fourth quarter, I could play the post

Fourth guard, Forrest Frogs

I done pulled up in a candy lily pad, it’s a Jag

Jasmine Rice and the price is right

Bitches seeing white lights

Miss wanna kiss and tell

I don’t give a fuck, long as we can fuck

3AM, stomping in my big truck

Pull up in Julio taco truck

Order a three piece taquito and avacado and horchato

And a bottle of moscato, froze agua

Headed back to mi casa

Headed back to mi casa, drip

Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every night

Jody-Jody Highroller, quarter mil', night, night

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Jody-Jody Highroller, quarter mil' every

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