Lil Skies - Welcome to the Rodeo Lyrics
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    Welcome to the Rodeo

    [Intro]
    Ayy, ayy

    [Chorus]
    I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho
    I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros
    Ain't no killer, but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole
    Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
    Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
    Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' sloppy joe
    Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
    Bust off like a Smith & Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

    [Verse 1]
    Shawty wanna fuck me 'cause a nigga wearin' gold
    I came up and made it happen, I was trappin' by the store
    Big dope inside this Backwood case this nigga want smoke
    Do me dirty, I'ma find you, lay your ass out on the floor
    Nineteen with a bag, I got rich by myself
    Rather do this shit alone, I wasn't askin' for no help
    They keep askin' how I'm winnin' with the cards that I was dealt
    Boy, I worked hard for this seat and I ain't bucklin' my belt
    Call my brother on the phone, he said, "Broski, you a star"
    I said, "Brother, hold it down soon we'll all be livin' large"
    And it's crazy how last year was sellin' coke out my garage
    Now I'm in a good position for this life, can't sabotage

    [Chorus]
    I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho
    I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros
    Ain't no killer, but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole
    Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
    Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
    Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' sloppy joe
    Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
    Bust off like a Smith & Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

    [Verse 2]
    I got tattoos on my face, I use that shit as motivation
    I could never get a job, so for my dream, I'm dedicated
    For a second lost myself, I was too busy gettin' faded
    Now they see me out in public and be knowin' what my name is
    All these rappers want the clout and the life of bein' famous
    I just wanna be stable, tell my family we made it
    I was comin' for my spot, a young nigga had to be patient
    Now I'm runnin' up these bands, can hit the island for vacation
    I've been shittin' on my haters, you could say I'm constipated
    Five racks on this fit just to stunt while I'm in Vegas
    Gnarcotic on my body, shout out to my nigga Caleb
    Young niggas got the cake up, now these bitches wanna date us

    [Chorus]
    I ain't foldin' under pressure, I ain't switchin' for no ho
    I ain't talkin' to no cop and I ain't tellin' on my bros
    Ain't no killer, but don't push me, fingers itchin' on that pole
    Niggas plottin' on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
    Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
    Now I'm eatin' steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eatin' sloppy joe
    Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
    Bust off like a Smith & Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

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