Leaving the Dock

[Verse 1] They shipping that Lam to the crib while I'm on tour When I get off of this bus it's gon' be pedal to the floor 'Fore a nigga even step foot through the door it's gon' be laps in that ho Dolo - fool I ain't got time for no bitches But I do got a Rolex where my long sleeves ending A house on my wrist, a car on each pinky I got all of this from laughing at them lames While I'm rolling up my sticky, lightning struck again Jet Lifers, niggas always rewriting history Fools hear our verses and rewrite that shit they scribbling Bitches see my bitches and consider trying women I pulled up drunk, talking shit in the lobby of my building Push the button and the elevator took it straight to the ceiling Doors open in the living room, that's penthouse pimping Yea girl I did it, I'd advise you to play your position 'Fore you see another ho in your jersey tryna score 30 Ya heard me, a nigga been focused since I said hi to 'er We higher than the Eiffel You suckas is like food. Fool, who designed you? Nigga I was built to make sure this sucka shit get kilt Homie I'm a whale, big mufuckin' fish Of course you gon' see a ocean where I live Of course if I rolled it, it's top shelf hemp Of course she got them Jordans on tryna impress him Titties out when I fall in, bring the whole city out I did it for Slim