On a Roll (feat. Lola Lies)
Ey
Dior!
I'm on a roll
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Dior is my name
I make it rain
Make it pour
I speak Guapanese yeah I'm tryna get the dough
Never second guess me cause you know I'm boutta blow
Never second guess me cause you know I'm On A Roll
Rolling down the block with my muhfuckin' woes
King's City where ya at
If you know then you know
Working on a daily tryna get my wrist on froze
Yeah I'm tryna get the bag and put my Mama in a Ghost
Got a lotta secrets I been keeping on the low
Lola on the beat
Finna kill it wimma flow
Water on my back
I got Virgil on my clothes
Got Balencis on my feet
To make you say what are those
Leave a nigga feelin woosah
Hit em up like Tupac
Cooking up like stir fry
Leave you niggas down coz I'm tryna fly
Up high to the sky
Space Boy like yah
24 imma ride
And for my niggas imma die
Eighty in a twenty I ain't tryna get a ticket
Stunted on a kid
Now you sliding in my Dms
Watch how Imma live it up
Drip on me from tippy top
Dior finna do the Space Walk in a drop top
Yeah
I been feeling Agent Carter
Steady dripping got that water
Yeah my music On A Roll
You know this only be the starter
I been sipping on that Wockhart
Puff pass on the Goyard
Yeah my name on the stock charts
Lil nigga you are not hard
Yeah
All these people in my phone
Yeah they try to talk to me cause how I'm living
It's the culture
Say they love me but I know they prying like some vultures
Tryna reap what I've sown
You gon' reap what you sow, yeah
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Dior is my name
I make it rain
Make it pour
I speak Guapanese yeah I'm tryna get the dough
Never second guess me cause you know I'm bout to blow
Never second guess me cause you know I'm On A Roll
They don't know me
But they hate me
They gon catch me in a 'Cedes
Burning rubber like I'm Hades
Got some Roses and some Daisies
For my lady
From the the eighties
I been working on a daily
Yeah I know these niggas hate me
Shoot em like I'm in the Navy
Yeah
Yeah you know I'm On A Roll
Ey
Yeah you know I'm On A Roll
Yeah
Yeah you know I'm On A Roll
Yeah you know I'm On A Ro - oll
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
Never second guess a nigga cause I'm bout to blow
Never second guess me cause you know
I'm On A Roll
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Dior is my name
I make it rain
Make it pour
I speak Guapanese yeah I'm tryna get the dough
Never second guess me cause you know I'm bout to blow
Never second guess me cause you know I'm On A Roll
Dior!
I'm on a roll
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Dior is my name
I make it rain
Make it pour
I speak Guapanese yeah I'm tryna get the dough
Never second guess me cause you know I'm boutta blow
Never second guess me cause you know I'm On A Roll
Rolling down the block with my muhfuckin' woes
King's City where ya at
If you know then you know
Working on a daily tryna get my wrist on froze
Yeah I'm tryna get the bag and put my Mama in a Ghost
Got a lotta secrets I been keeping on the low
Lola on the beat
Finna kill it wimma flow
Water on my back
I got Virgil on my clothes
Got Balencis on my feet
To make you say what are those
Leave a nigga feelin woosah
Hit em up like Tupac
Cooking up like stir fry
Leave you niggas down coz I'm tryna fly
Up high to the sky
Space Boy like yah
24 imma ride
And for my niggas imma die
Eighty in a twenty I ain't tryna get a ticket
Stunted on a kid
Now you sliding in my Dms
Watch how Imma live it up
Drip on me from tippy top
Dior finna do the Space Walk in a drop top
Yeah
I been feeling Agent Carter
Steady dripping got that water
Yeah my music On A Roll
You know this only be the starter
I been sipping on that Wockhart
Puff pass on the Goyard
Yeah my name on the stock charts
Lil nigga you are not hard
Yeah
All these people in my phone
Yeah they try to talk to me cause how I'm living
It's the culture
Say they love me but I know they prying like some vultures
Tryna reap what I've sown
You gon' reap what you sow, yeah
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Dior is my name
I make it rain
Make it pour
I speak Guapanese yeah I'm tryna get the dough
Never second guess me cause you know I'm bout to blow
Never second guess me cause you know I'm On A Roll
They don't know me
But they hate me
They gon catch me in a 'Cedes
Burning rubber like I'm Hades
Got some Roses and some Daisies
For my lady
From the the eighties
I been working on a daily
Yeah I know these niggas hate me
Shoot em like I'm in the Navy
Yeah
Yeah you know I'm On A Roll
Ey
Yeah you know I'm On A Roll
Yeah
Yeah you know I'm On A Roll
Yeah you know I'm On A Ro - oll
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
Never second guess a nigga cause I'm bout to blow
Never second guess me cause you know
I'm On A Roll
Ice up on my wrist hell yeah my Patek be on froze
Stunting on my ex I give her tickets to the show
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
I see all you haters steady creeping on the low
Dior is my name
I make it rain
Make it pour
I speak Guapanese yeah I'm tryna get the dough
Never second guess me cause you know I'm bout to blow
Never second guess me cause you know I'm On A Roll
Credits
Writer(s): Sebastien Njingo
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