Lyrics Sir Michael Rocks

Sir Michael Rocks

Memo

[Hook: Sir Michael Rocks]

I’m out the limo, I’m hanging out the f**kin’ limo

I’m out the window, I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

I’m out the window, I’m hanging out the f**king limo

I’m out the window, I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you get the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

[Verse 1: Sir Michael Rocks]

I’m on safari’s, I’m getting head, life’s wild

These niggas say they’d die to live the lifestyle

I’m sippin’ hen and feeling limb with the strap out

Cause’ niggas motors bout’ as clean as the crackhouse

Them niggas sus I think they all wearing wires

She let me drop that check in her account and then she wired

Stop trying to be them other girls, baby try your own

Cause everybody just be trying not to die alone

If she on Instagram and I’m in your city you know I know her

Her tongue massaging my abs, I keep tapping her like “lower, lower”

Uh huh yeah I’m in my ??, and nigg Imma’ keep balling til I’m old

[Hook: Sir Michael Rocks]

I’m out the limo, I’m hanging out the f**kin’ limo

I’m out the window, I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

I’m out the window, I’m hanging out the f**king limo

I’m out the window, I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you get the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]

Thinkin’ bout a girl man I love that bitch

6 cell phones and they all goin off

6 girlfriends and we all goin out

Take her to the movies, at the mall next to me

Sneaking liquor in her purse

They takin’ pictures, they posing for em’

Breaking swishers like bad habits

You soft nigga, you craftmatic

Fendi bag it, trash bag it, I’m drunk trying to f**k Zoë Kravitz

Cop the cheetah, you cops the meanest

Don’t talk to PETA they’ll lock me up

Yo Bitch hot as a hockey puck, sporty phones in them boxers bruh

Roll the weed cause we copped enough

And them john-boys be watchin’ us

They think they selling white, ellie hanson, Kelly Clarkson

Beamer coupe is darkskin, like who? Like Kevin Hart

They wanna catch a nigga lacking, but I’m looking sharp

Yeah I see you boys, now let my limo park

[Hook: Sir Michael Rocks]

I’m out the limo, I’m hanging out the f**kin’ limo

I’m out the window, I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?

I’m out the window, I’m hanging out the f**king limo

I’m out the window, I’m balling did you miss the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you get the memo?

And you know I’m balling did you miss the memo?