Still Rollin'
King of The Trill, you know the drill
I'm smoking propane, King of The Hill
These niggas, so lame, don't know what's real
I swear that shit drive me crazy, Lord take the wheel
I know the crooks out, on the lookout for my enemies
The devils watching and they plotting on my tendencies
Remy, Rose, Jose or that Hennessy
Palm trees and bomb weed, that's all a nigga need
Hol' up
Mama I'm still strapped, these niggas they still cap
I'm free but might charge a fee, my niggas they still trap
Reciting these real raps, give a fuck if you feel that
Catch you in pajamas my hammer might go bananas and peel back
I'm in my zone, just checked my phone, got a text from bae
I get around, just hold me down but not the wrong way
Don't start that trippin, just listen and let the song play
Give her long D after a long day
I'm still
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub, California love
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub my nigga I'm still
Never faking, never folding, my nigga I'm still rollin
Paper chasing, pockets swollen, my nigga I'm still rollin
Wear the crown 'cause I'm chosen my nigga I'm still rollin
Truer words were never spoken my nigga I'm still rollin
Never faking, never folding, my nigga I'm still rollin
Paper chasing, pockets swollen, my nigga I'm still rollin
Wear the crown 'cause I'm chosen my nigga I'm still rollin
Truer words were never spoken my nigga I'm still rollin
Rollin S550 Benz
I got no love 'cause they ducking, there's no need to pretend
See they acting suspicious recognize this Crip drip
Trued up really ripping, known to apply pressure, they be dipping
Built to last living thru me miss my real niggas
Plotting, scheming, yak tipping, always stayed twisted
If bro involved off top I'm swinging, mob ties, family issues
Door kicked so you and who you with get ripped
Pay the consequence, now they snitching and telling
Know there's dope to be sold, but I ain't the one selling
Rolled in a Caddy switched the Beamer then Benz
Know this hustle earned it quick stack and flip
Go invest with your profits in any business
If you ain't with it then you're here to witness
Bill Belichick I'm in the game fourth and inches
The hate you gave lil infants
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub, California love
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub my nigga I'm still
I'm smoking propane, King of The Hill
These niggas, so lame, don't know what's real
I swear that shit drive me crazy, Lord take the wheel
I know the crooks out, on the lookout for my enemies
The devils watching and they plotting on my tendencies
Remy, Rose, Jose or that Hennessy
Palm trees and bomb weed, that's all a nigga need
Hol' up
Mama I'm still strapped, these niggas they still cap
I'm free but might charge a fee, my niggas they still trap
Reciting these real raps, give a fuck if you feel that
Catch you in pajamas my hammer might go bananas and peel back
I'm in my zone, just checked my phone, got a text from bae
I get around, just hold me down but not the wrong way
Don't start that trippin, just listen and let the song play
Give her long D after a long day
I'm still
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub, California love
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub my nigga I'm still
Never faking, never folding, my nigga I'm still rollin
Paper chasing, pockets swollen, my nigga I'm still rollin
Wear the crown 'cause I'm chosen my nigga I'm still rollin
Truer words were never spoken my nigga I'm still rollin
Never faking, never folding, my nigga I'm still rollin
Paper chasing, pockets swollen, my nigga I'm still rollin
Wear the crown 'cause I'm chosen my nigga I'm still rollin
Truer words were never spoken my nigga I'm still rollin
Rollin S550 Benz
I got no love 'cause they ducking, there's no need to pretend
See they acting suspicious recognize this Crip drip
Trued up really ripping, known to apply pressure, they be dipping
Built to last living thru me miss my real niggas
Plotting, scheming, yak tipping, always stayed twisted
If bro involved off top I'm swinging, mob ties, family issues
Door kicked so you and who you with get ripped
Pay the consequence, now they snitching and telling
Know there's dope to be sold, but I ain't the one selling
Rolled in a Caddy switched the Beamer then Benz
Know this hustle earned it quick stack and flip
Go invest with your profits in any business
If you ain't with it then you're here to witness
Bill Belichick I'm in the game fourth and inches
The hate you gave lil infants
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub, California love
Po'd up, slowed up, sipping Texas Mud
Roll a dub, throw a dub my nigga I'm still
Credits
Writer(s): Dimitri Henry Jr.
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