TNT Tez, wifisfuneral - Roll lyrics

Burning drawer pouring fours
That's how all my niggas roll
30 with a scope we gon aim it at your throat
That's how all my niggas roll
We bout to bag to the store
Spend a hundred on some clothes
That's how all my niggas roll
Balenciaga on my toes we be movin' real slow
That's how all my niggas roll

Pull up like hundreds fall right from the sky
Pardon me, yeah, I fuck up all the time
She blow like two of my spark, we unite
You can't connect me to fight for your life
I push a button to see what she like
Lost in these ways but then
Search for the light
Shit, won't adjust to this life
I'm just days in
Ratchet came in with the blade, hitter
Pass that ho 'round like my name Peyton
Babies I watch like a babysitter
Nutted and I flood my babies in it
I need my bands like a paid filter hold up
Right back to the pot, uh
Foreign out the lot, uh
Bitty bitch gon get top, uh
I can't fuck with no opps, uh
Two phones in my spot, uh
Lemme know what you want, uh
These broke boys a flop, uh
My career on top, uh they best hit a dot, uh
Lemme know what you want, uh
These broke boys a flop, uh my career on top
Hold up like

Burning drawer pouring fours
That's how all my niggas roll
Thirty with a scope
We gon aim it at your throat
That's how all my niggas roll
We bout to bag to the store
Spend a hundred on some clothes
That's how all my niggas roll
Balenciaga on my toes we be movin' real slow
That's how all my niggas roll

Shawty so bad that she gone off the bean
Can't even hit, I'm so gone off the lean
Try to play me and we taking your team
In the kitchen whipping shit like cream
She off the skis, so she scraping her knees
Yeah, baby come give it to me, yeah
I got the chopper in the back
No one here but we talk in the back
You want a night, gotta come to the back
Quarterback, get straight to the set, bitch
Wanted to hit and they hit
I got shootas and they stay with the stick
Thirty round, yeah, it look like the bit
How you stunt like you taking a pic? Gang
Niggas be hollering then bang
Why you count like you catching a stain?
Bitch

Burning drawer pouring fours
That's how all my niggas roll
Thirty with a scope
We gon aim it at your throat
That's how all my niggas roll
We bout to bag to the store
Spend a hundred on some clothes
That's how all my niggas roll
Balenciaga on my toes we be movin' real slow
That's how all my niggas roll