Rockie Fresh, Gunplay - Rollin' lyrics
[Rockie Fresh, Gunplay - Rollin' lyrics]
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
I feel like pullin' my whip out
Start it up and just dip out
My old girl went MIA
So I'mma see what this new bitch 'bout
We gon' smoke
We gon' chill she gettin' shocked
By the electric feel
She now a nigga stay fresh for real
See I got drive want to test the wheel
She gon' give me that FaceTime
She gon' go to that baseline
No name droppin' I hate lying
I land in hit then I'm flyin'
To the future like Marty, still driving 88
When I'm pullin' up to your party in
Coupe look like where are we
This is spaceship, take lift
Come experience grey shit
But this fit for two so leave your
Friends we ain't got no room
And bitch we cool don't be talking
All that goofy shit too soon
Matter fact don't talk that at all
Make a young nigga not get involved
Why, cause that shit be ridiculous
I'm a dog respect my viciousness
I'm a boss respect my business shit
Talking money cause I'm really gettin' it
Ballin' with my niggas
While we travel state to state
Keep a lot up on my plate
While we racing to the cake catch me
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Roll up with no tint
My old school is so mint
Score like I own the gym
Your team so 0 for 10
All my hoes be OPM, they let me fuck
They don't pay rent
I pay her bills with no regret
Bitch must not know me yet
I'm that type that hop that flight
You say I can rip tonight
I be that vulture on the door
Step - mimosas and cold sex
Girl drop that Sebring
Upgrade them bee stings
C cup, D cup, new closet, she needs things
She's talented, only one, hold the gun
Roll the blunt
Same time, roll the tongue, hand jobs
Be number one that's right, pussy mine
'specially on that kush and wine
Pushin' on that cushion now, rotate
Push rewind
I don't care 'bout your status ho
I just want me the baddest ho
But, if she ain't actin' right then
I'mma have to this ho
Asking questions, wanna know
What's that on the steering wheel
That's the oak, lemme see them
Keys, crank it up, you know we still
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
I feel like pullin' my whip out
Start it up and just dip out
My old girl went MIA
So I'mma see what this new bitch 'bout
We gon' smoke
We gon' chill she gettin' shocked
By the electric feel
She now a nigga stay fresh for real
See I got drive want to test the wheel
She gon' give me that FaceTime
She gon' go to that baseline
No name droppin' I hate lying
I land in hit then I'm flyin'
To the future like Marty, still driving 88
When I'm pullin' up to your party in
Coupe look like where are we
This is spaceship, take lift
Come experience grey shit
But this fit for two so leave your
Friends we ain't got no room
And bitch we cool don't be talking
All that goofy shit too soon
Matter fact don't talk that at all
Make a young nigga not get involved
Why, cause that shit be ridiculous
I'm a dog respect my viciousness
I'm a boss respect my business shit
Talking money cause I'm really gettin' it
Ballin' with my niggas
While we travel state to state
Keep a lot up on my plate
While we racing to the cake catch me
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Roll up with no tint
My old school is so mint
Score like I own the gym
Your team so 0 for 10
All my hoes be OPM, they let me fuck
They don't pay rent
I pay her bills with no regret
Bitch must not know me yet
I'm that type that hop that flight
You say I can rip tonight
I be that vulture on the door
Step - mimosas and cold sex
Girl drop that Sebring
Upgrade them bee stings
C cup, D cup, new closet, she needs things
She's talented, only one, hold the gun
Roll the blunt
Same time, roll the tongue, hand jobs
Be number one that's right, pussy mine
'specially on that kush and wine
Pushin' on that cushion now, rotate
Push rewind
I don't care 'bout your status ho
I just want me the baddest ho
But, if she ain't actin' right then
I'mma have to this ho
Asking questions, wanna know
What's that on the steering wheel
That's the oak, lemme see them
Keys, crank it up, you know we still
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
Yeah we rollin', yeah we rollin'
We roll, we roll till we can't roll no more