On a Roll

You still show up at the club 'cause your friends all wanna' know me.
You ain't my girl, no you ain't my fucking homie.
And I don't need no new ones before all of mine OD.
Leave you on read like a motherfucking nosebleed.

Got it all yeah,
I got it all right now.
See me gone, see me goin',
I be on a roll yeah.
Cut it off, cut it off,
Ain't no comin' around.
Fuck it up, fuck it up,
Til' it all comes down.

You just fucking with me 'cause I be on a roll.
Time to get out the city, I don't know where to go yeah.
Why you talking to me? No time to take it slow,
You just fucking with me baby cause I'm on a roll yeah.

'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah.
'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah.

'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah.
'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah.

No credit on my CC,
My baby say she miss me.
I'm blowing up, oh my god I'm so tipsy.
And if you wanna' talk to me baby I rather not,
Come and mix it up and take another shot.

'Cause I know that you want me, I see it in your eyes.
Take a hit, let us go home tonight.
And I know that you want me, but I'm feeling so numb girl.
Check my feelings girl I'm feeling so numb yeah yeah.

You just fucking with me 'cause I be on a roll.
Time to get out the city, I don't know where to go yeah.
Why you talking to me? No time to take it slow,
You just fucking with me baby cause I'm on a roll yeah.

'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah,
'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah,

'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah,
'Cause I be on a roll,
'Cause I be on a roll yeah,



Credits
Writer(s): Ferdinand Sarnitz, Luka Seifert, Kean Farrar
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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