Pollari - Romeo & Juliette lyrics

[Hook] Sometime's it's just like Romeo and Juliet, got it out the boat yeah We can't die alone yeah, love is all we know yeah We gon' work the stove yeah, she gon' work the pole yeah Money stack can't fold yeah, money stack can't fold Just like Romeo and Juliet, got it out the boat yeah We can't die alone yeah, love is all we know yeah We gon' work the stove yeah, she gon' work the pole yeah Money stack can't fold yeah, money stack can't fold yeah How you doing, how you doing, nice to meet you Lil Boat keep it tote whenever I might greet you How you doing, how you doing, nice to meet you I keep that .30 tucked whenever I might meet you [Verse 1] I just hit a stain, took his chain, in the rain If a goofy want the pain, big bro .30 to his brain K, on the way, only good gas what I bake Eat that b**h like steak, I don't understand why they hate Lame n***a, stain n***a, you not what you claim n***a Gosha on my sleeve and my teeth by Johnny Dang n***a Bang n***a, bang n***a, no I do not bang n***a But I hang with the gang boy, boy you just a lame boy Salute, salute, all of my shooters they shoot You know that I got the proof, I skeet your hoe in the coupe Salute, salute, all of my shooters they shoot I pour a four in the juice, I pour a four in the juice Salute, salute, all of my shooters they shoot You know that I got the proof, I skeet your hoe in the coupe Salute, salute, all of my shooters they shoot I pour a four in the juice, I pour a four in the juice b**hes on me heavy, Beamer hold that Chevy f** that b**h she petty, them boys just ain't ready Red like sauce, spaghetti, oh my god she wealthy In the cut, I'm stealthy, I'm so hot like melted I done ran off with your sack, you can't get it back All I know is tax, all I speak is facts Fendi on my bag, your b**h smoke that crack Lips all on my sack, press you like the Mac Richer than Richie, I might drop 50 TEC in my Dickies, gas in my Swisher Richer than Richie, I might drop 50 TEC in my Dickies, gas in my Swisher [Outro] Salute, salute, all of my shooters they shoot You know that I got the proof, I skeet your hoe in the coupe Salute, salute, all of my shooters they shoot I pour a four in the juice, I pour a four in the juice