Marilyn
Why these niggas testing me?
They gon' fail, fuck around get a F and leave
I feel like Go Go Gadget my FN sleeve
It gone blast "god damn how did that release?"
I see some fucked up stuff in my memories
I walk straight through hell it don't bother me
I feel like my name Simon they follow me
I guess a bitch is what you gone be for Halloween
Rollin' like a rock band
I swore that I only had brought my dope in here
Now it's 4 to floor nigga
Rollin' like a rock band
Ripped jeans, recording shit like we Queen, drive cars like Lightning McQueen
Rollin' like a rock band
And we do drugs
Ya lady show us the love
He sings and I play the drums
Rollin' like a rock band
And they say Bam a star
Nigga hand me this damn guitar
Handle my shit like handlebars
Rockstar status baby that's what we on
I got Tripp pants on just to match this Vuitton
Me and Bam riding whether we right or wrong
And I'm getting to this money somewhere you don't belong
Bitch I be flexed when I'm writing these songs
Imma take another few until I can not feel nun
Hit up the plug cause I ran out supply
2 pocket pills but they two different kinds
Rollin' like a rock band
I swore that I only had brought my dope in here
Now it's 4 to floor nigga
Rollin' like a rock band
Ripped jeans, recording shit like we Queen, drive cars like Lightning McQueen
Rollin' like a rock band
And we do drugs
Ya lady show us the love
He sings and I play the drums
Rollin' like a rock band
And they say Bam a star
Nigga hand me this damn guitar
Handle my shit like handlebars
They gon' fail, fuck around get a F and leave
I feel like Go Go Gadget my FN sleeve
It gone blast "god damn how did that release?"
I see some fucked up stuff in my memories
I walk straight through hell it don't bother me
I feel like my name Simon they follow me
I guess a bitch is what you gone be for Halloween
Rollin' like a rock band
I swore that I only had brought my dope in here
Now it's 4 to floor nigga
Rollin' like a rock band
Ripped jeans, recording shit like we Queen, drive cars like Lightning McQueen
Rollin' like a rock band
And we do drugs
Ya lady show us the love
He sings and I play the drums
Rollin' like a rock band
And they say Bam a star
Nigga hand me this damn guitar
Handle my shit like handlebars
Rockstar status baby that's what we on
I got Tripp pants on just to match this Vuitton
Me and Bam riding whether we right or wrong
And I'm getting to this money somewhere you don't belong
Bitch I be flexed when I'm writing these songs
Imma take another few until I can not feel nun
Hit up the plug cause I ran out supply
2 pocket pills but they two different kinds
Rollin' like a rock band
I swore that I only had brought my dope in here
Now it's 4 to floor nigga
Rollin' like a rock band
Ripped jeans, recording shit like we Queen, drive cars like Lightning McQueen
Rollin' like a rock band
And we do drugs
Ya lady show us the love
He sings and I play the drums
Rollin' like a rock band
And they say Bam a star
Nigga hand me this damn guitar
Handle my shit like handlebars
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Writer(s): Braden Mclaughlin
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