Yeat - Rollin Lyrics

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Your thotty gon give me that brain Hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Ayy ayy yeah
Walked inside this bitch,
Im just two stepping, Ball on everyone Hey ayy yeah
Went and got a bag,
I ran it up, then flipped off everyone Hey What
I just got these racks,
I boosted up cause Im not real or sumn What
Shooters ready to go, they ready to blast Bop,
They hit up everyone What
Every time I didnt give a shit, I still went number one One
And my pockets filled with money, Bitch, they fuckin shmunked Yeah
I just pulled up outta Paris then hit Saint Laurent West
We heard you still live with your parents,
You a fuckin bum Lil bum
No, you not been smoking no gas, You not smokin no Runtz Huh
I aint never gon tell you twice, Only gon tell you once Hmm
Rollin, Im just rollin,
Im just rollin off this molly Hey
Rollin, Im just rollin,
Im just rollin in the big body Ouu Yeah
Rollin, Im just rollin
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was selling Yeah
I heard you was tellin What
We heard you was just snitchin,
Cant rock with us, with some felons What Yeah

Everything I do be going viral Viral
My fans just like a cult, they read my Bible Bible
Bitch, you think you really rich,
You just been lied to Lied to Why
Yeah hey Im just swervin out the coupe,
Just hit up the block Yeah ayy Hey Yeah
Yeah ayy yeah Fuckin on my thot, made her ship the Wock Hey
Yeah ayy yeah She suckin on my cock, she do that a lot Hey
Yeah, I cant fuck with you at all
Where my Tes? I just wanna ball
Yeah, I just wanna flex but Im not gon crawl
Yeah, a thief in the night, bitch, that pussy gon call
Yeah, even though you is a hater, you still at my show
Pulled out my shit on her back,
Then I bust on her, yeah, then I told her to go
Yeah, I dont be fucking with nobody,
They just be sniffin that shit like its snow
They sniffin that shit like a globe,
FN my finger, that bih like a pole
Yeah, Im about to blow Yeah
Time for me to go up, Im about to explode Yeah
Im bout to expose you Yeah
Osama bin Laden, my bro
No, I cant 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 bitch bout to Brrr
Yeah, I just pulled up like a yankee, in London
Might shank you, the bitch bout to Brrr
Im bout to slice you, Im bout to dice you, its not nice, yeah
Put you inside of a bag, then fill it with rice, sittin at the lights
I just went doubled my money,
Then I fucked it up again, made it go thrice
Yeah, I aint even rock with nobody at all,
So stop callin my phone, no advice
All of my diamonds, they smackin the shit out of you
Like the motherfuckin lights
All of yall really been bugging me, yeah,
Like some motherfuckin lice
Me and my twizzys insane, we are not nice
Your thotty gon give me that brain, she suck it all night

Your thotty gon give me that brain Hey
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Hey Ayy ayy yeah
Walked inside this bitch,
Im just two stepping, Ball on everyone Hey ayy yeah
Went and got a bag,
I ran it up, then flipped off everyone Hey What
I just got these racks,
I boosted up cause Im not real or sumn What
Shooters ready to go, they ready to blast Bop,
They hit up everyone What
Every time I didnt give a shit, I still went number one One
And my pockets filled with money, Bitch, they fuckin shmunked Yeah
I just pulled up outta Paris then hit Saint Laurent West West
We heard you still live with your parents,
You a fuckin bum Lil bum
No, you not been smoking no gas, You not smokin no Runtz Huh
I aint never gon tell you twice, Only gon tell you once Hmm
Rollin, Im just rollin Hey,
Im just rollin off this molly Ha
Rollin, Im just rollin,
Im just rollin in the big body Ouu Yeah
Rollin, Im just rollin
Bought a Motorola for my yola I was selling Yeah
I heard you was tellin What
We heard you was just snitchin,
Cant rock with us, with some felons What Yeah