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Rollin Lyrics – Yeat

Song Info: Rollin Song name is Rollin. This song is sung by Yeat & the lyrics is written by Rision, ​dulio & Yeat.

Rollin Lyrics

[Intro]
(Your thottie gon’ give me the brain)
Ya, yeah
Ya, yeah

[Chorus]
Walked inside this b^^ch, I’m just two stepping, ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up ’cause I’m not real or some
Shooter ready to go, they ready to blast, they hit up everyone
Every time I didn’t give a s^^t, I still went number one (One)
And my pockets filled with money, b^^ch, they f^^kin’ shmunked (Yeah)
I just pulled up outta Paris, then hit Saint Laurent (West)
We heard you still live with your parents, you a f^^kin’ bum (Lil’ bum)
No, you not been smoking no gas, you not smokin’ no Runtz (Huh)
I ain’t never gon’ tell you twice, only gon’ tell you once
Rollin’, I’m just rollin’, I’m just rollin’ off the molly
Rollin’, I’m just rollin’, I’m just rollin’ in the big body
Rollin’, I’m just rollin’
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was selling (Yeah)
I heard you was tellin’, we heard you was snitchin’, can’t rock with us, we too felonious (Yeah)

[Verse]
Everything I do be going viral (Viral)
My fans just like a cult, they read my Bible (Bible)
B^^ch you think you really rich, you just been lied to (Why)
I’m just swervin’ in the coupe, just hit up the block (Yeah)
F^^kin’ on my thot, made her ship the Wock’
She suckin’ on my c^^k, she do that a lot
Yeah, I can’t f^^k with you at all
We might test you, I just wanna vibe
Yeah, I just wanna flex, better not get caught
Yeah, a thief in the night, b^^ch, that p^^sy gon’ call
Yeah, even though you was a hater, you still at my show
Pulled my s^^t out in the back, then I bust a nut, you did not tell her to go
Yeah, I don’t be f^^king with no nobody, they just be sniffin’ that s^^t like its snow
They sniffin’ that s^^t like glow, FN my finger, that bih like a pole
Yeah, I’m about to blow
Time for me to go up, I’m about to explode
I’m ’bout to expose ’em
Osama bin-Laden, my bro
No, I can’t wife me a ho
Chill with my brother, my twizz, my bro
Big body stizz, or the Benz, or the big body Lamb’, boy, that b^^ch ’bout to (Brrr)
I just pulled up like a yankee, in London might shank you, the b^^ch ’bout to (Brrr)
I’m ’bout to slice you, I’m ’bout to dice you, it’s not nice yeah
Put you inside of a bag, then fill it with rice, set it alight
I just went doubled my money, then I f^^ked it up again, made it go thrice
Yeah, I ain’t even roll with nobody at all, so stop callin’ my phone, no advice
All of my diamonds, they smackin’ the s^^t out of you like the motherf^^kin’ lights
All of y’all really been bugging me, yeah, like some motherf^^kin’ lice
Me and my twizzies insane, we are not nice
Your thottie gon’ give me the brain, she s^^k it all night
(Your thottie gon’ give me the brain)
Ya, yeah
Ya, yeah

[Chorus]
Walked inside this b^^ch, I’m just two stepping, ball on everyone
Went and got a bag, I ran it up, then flipped off everyone
I just got these racks, I boosted up ’cause I’m not real or some
Shooter ready to go, they ready to blast, they hit up everyone
Every time I didn’t give a s^^t, I still went number one (One)
And my pockets filled with money, b^^ch, they f^^kin’ shmunked (Yeah)
I just pulled up outta Paris, then hit Saint Laurent (West)
We heard you still live with your parents, you a f^^kin’ bum (Lil’ bum)
No, you not been smoking no gas, you not smokin’ no Runtz (Huh)
I’m never gon’ tell you twice, only gon’ tell you once
Rollin’, I’m just rollin’, I’m just rollin’ off the molly
Rollin’, I’m just rollin’, I’m just rollin’ in the big body
Rollin’, I’m just rollin’
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was selling (Yeah)
I heard you was tellin’, we heard you was snitchin’, can’t rock with us, we too felonious (Yeah)

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