Tiggs Da Author, Clavish - Roll With A G lyrics
[Tiggs Da Author, Clavish - Roll With A G lyrics]
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gyally don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
Ah, shawty heard about the work
That I put in, said it turn her on
Nosey yutes wanna know where we
Get the burner from
Don't worry, education wasn't known for me
Like, I ain't going colly
Still get educated when she's on her knees
So sloppy, told her, "I'ma stay
But I gotta leave"
I'm so sorry, five-foot-three
But she a freak with her grown body
I'm outside
How you gonna roll if you're a homebody?
Killers 'round me act like they got no bodies
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gyally don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
Dior's on my feet, but my hoodie be Celine
B22s, but she prefers the B23s
Shawty wanna roll with a G
Yeah, that's clear to see
And I don't need flash, why?
Cah all my stones are clear to see
I'm gettin' clout just from rappin'
What I really do
All these different girls on my case
But it's really you my slow replies are not
'cause I'm hoeing around
If I tell you I'm spinnin' blocks, all day
It's really true
I love it when her nails did, hair done
Really new tryna change my life, but
When it's that time, i don't really shoot
I really drip, started on the quarter
But I really flip
8 AM, nitty's hit my second phone
They really sick
The lights in the coupe make her buss it
No pressure yeah, he's gotta chain
But he ain't even got him no presser
If this shit's for fame
We can make you famous on a stretcher
'Cause I'm famous
She let me nut on her lashes when I'm fed up
Shawty wanna roll with a G (Ah ha)
That's why she rollin' with me (Ah ha)
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gally don't want me to leave (No way)
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the wo-oah
(Back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the wo-oah
(Back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the wo-oah
(yeah, I'm back up on the road, yeah)
I'm back up on the wo-oah
Back up on the road back up on the road
I'm back up on the road
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on the road (Ahah)
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gyally don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
Ah, shawty heard about the work
That I put in, said it turn her on
Nosey yutes wanna know where we
Get the burner from
Don't worry, education wasn't known for me
Like, I ain't going colly
Still get educated when she's on her knees
So sloppy, told her, "I'ma stay
But I gotta leave"
I'm so sorry, five-foot-three
But she a freak with her grown body
I'm outside
How you gonna roll if you're a homebody?
Killers 'round me act like they got no bodies
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gyally don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
I'm back up on the wo-oah
Dior's on my feet, but my hoodie be Celine
B22s, but she prefers the B23s
Shawty wanna roll with a G
Yeah, that's clear to see
And I don't need flash, why?
Cah all my stones are clear to see
I'm gettin' clout just from rappin'
What I really do
All these different girls on my case
But it's really you my slow replies are not
'cause I'm hoeing around
If I tell you I'm spinnin' blocks, all day
It's really true
I love it when her nails did, hair done
Really new tryna change my life, but
When it's that time, i don't really shoot
I really drip, started on the quarter
But I really flip
8 AM, nitty's hit my second phone
They really sick
The lights in the coupe make her buss it
No pressure yeah, he's gotta chain
But he ain't even got him no presser
If this shit's for fame
We can make you famous on a stretcher
'Cause I'm famous
She let me nut on her lashes when I'm fed up
Shawty wanna roll with a G (Ah ha)
That's why she rollin' with me (Ah ha)
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Gally don't want me to leave (No way)
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the wo-oah
(Back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the wo-oah
(Back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the wo-oah
(yeah, I'm back up on the road, yeah)
I'm back up on the wo-oah
Back up on the road back up on the road
I'm back up on the road
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on the road (Ahah)