Olu - Rolls lyrics
[Olu - Rolls lyrics]
Pills pills, special beans
Therapy from amphetamines
Sold a few to your girlfriend
In exchange for a vasectomy
She said it tastes good like cheddar cheese
Got it on lock like a set of keys
Then I sold you a sack of weed
And bought myself some Jordan 3's
Friday night and she popping
Skittles, sweating bullets, sipping liquor
Then she smoke some weed
With me somebody should've
Told her that she shouldn't be mixing
Fucked up in all kinds of ways
Put into a trance, saw that Mary Jane
Mixed in with a Four Loko that
Ecstasy's fucking up her brain
And I pop one, feeling great
Walk to a house party down the street
Usually I don't let her mix my shit but
This bitch bought bud so I'm finna blaze
Roll it up, smoke it up
She took three hit's starting throwing up
All over the bathroom, what the fuck
I tried to help her out
But she ain't getting up
She's passed out, rambling
Mumbling about her family
Saying that she just wanna go home
All covered in puke laying on the floor
And I seen you before, same shit
But, I don't even know what her name is
She just some chick that my homie brought
And he left left me, ran out of alcohol
I'm gone
Living fast, sipping slow
Popping different color rolls
Riding cleans, sniffing beans
Man this shit feel like a dream
So I left her there, didn't care
Drunk as fuck falling down the stairs
That house party was insane
Like the best that I been to all year
Who still here I look around
Passed out bodies all over the ground
Mainly anybody who ain't make it to the club
And some pissed off lames who
Ain't get to fuck
And then there's me, smell like weed
Hungry like a fat bitch at Burger King
Walking on down to the whopper house
On the other side of bowling green
These motherfucking pills got me up all night
Pancakes taste good as fuck
Rolling off them magic beans
Higher than the bean stock
Just bought a new blue Rolex
Slurred off that Maserati
My homeboys awfully amped up off
White tabs and yellow monkeys
Skittles got a nigga straight zoning out but
I love the way that it feels
I'll pop one and you'll pop one and
We'll take off out of here cause we just
Yeah i feel like for this part I
Should be singing and shit or something
You know what I'm saying like i dunno
These motherfucking beans got me
So fucked upshit nah but um I do got like a
Whole baggy full of this shit
You know what I'm saying
I'm just passing em around
I got a couple bad bitches to my left
You know what I'm saying
Couple of my niggas on my right
Bitch tripping and shit
You know what I'm saying
Shit be bright as shit nigga
Like dam, just pop that shit feel it, pop it
It's all good
You ain't gotta worry about a thing
Therapy from amphetamines
Sold a few to your girlfriend
In exchange for a vasectomy
She said it tastes good like cheddar cheese
Got it on lock like a set of keys
Then I sold you a sack of weed
And bought myself some Jordan 3's
Friday night and she popping
Skittles, sweating bullets, sipping liquor
Then she smoke some weed
With me somebody should've
Told her that she shouldn't be mixing
Fucked up in all kinds of ways
Put into a trance, saw that Mary Jane
Mixed in with a Four Loko that
Ecstasy's fucking up her brain
And I pop one, feeling great
Walk to a house party down the street
Usually I don't let her mix my shit but
This bitch bought bud so I'm finna blaze
Roll it up, smoke it up
She took three hit's starting throwing up
All over the bathroom, what the fuck
I tried to help her out
But she ain't getting up
She's passed out, rambling
Mumbling about her family
Saying that she just wanna go home
All covered in puke laying on the floor
And I seen you before, same shit
But, I don't even know what her name is
She just some chick that my homie brought
And he left left me, ran out of alcohol
I'm gone
Living fast, sipping slow
Popping different color rolls
Riding cleans, sniffing beans
Man this shit feel like a dream
So I left her there, didn't care
Drunk as fuck falling down the stairs
That house party was insane
Like the best that I been to all year
Who still here I look around
Passed out bodies all over the ground
Mainly anybody who ain't make it to the club
And some pissed off lames who
Ain't get to fuck
And then there's me, smell like weed
Hungry like a fat bitch at Burger King
Walking on down to the whopper house
On the other side of bowling green
These motherfucking pills got me up all night
Pancakes taste good as fuck
Rolling off them magic beans
Higher than the bean stock
Just bought a new blue Rolex
Slurred off that Maserati
My homeboys awfully amped up off
White tabs and yellow monkeys
Skittles got a nigga straight zoning out but
I love the way that it feels
I'll pop one and you'll pop one and
We'll take off out of here cause we just
Yeah i feel like for this part I
Should be singing and shit or something
You know what I'm saying like i dunno
These motherfucking beans got me
So fucked upshit nah but um I do got like a
Whole baggy full of this shit
You know what I'm saying
I'm just passing em around
I got a couple bad bitches to my left
You know what I'm saying
Couple of my niggas on my right
Bitch tripping and shit
You know what I'm saying
Shit be bright as shit nigga
Like dam, just pop that shit feel it, pop it
It's all good
You ain't gotta worry about a thing