Rollie (feat. Mozi, 1k & SoulWalker)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Hunt
I bust down my Rollie
That pussy shit nigga you know we expose it
I like how she shaking that ass she control it
And please do not play with my money if you owe me
My ice to cold, it's snowing
Please do not play with that boy he is chosen
And if they been sleep on the boy get the Folgers
Put me on a hanger cause I don't do folding
Nah fr how y'all feeling
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Record it like that, bet I gotcha
I bust down my rollie and bust down a bitch
Bust down the rello and roll up the spliff
Ice on my neck and my wrist and my fist
Icey lil nigga I'm cold as it gets
Bad lil bitch, Suck on my dick
Fucking this hoe and she know I'm legit
I came with the gang and we deep as a pit
And if you be the opps you get kicked off the list
Eeeh
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
First off
Shouts out to my Whoodie
Slatt made the hook, Beat like Pegs I hop on it
VVS, aint no cuubic ziconia
Ice in the bezel, wrist as cold as the arctic
Buss the face on the that bitch, now I'm going
Hold up the Rollie, you'd think that it's snowing
Pulled off on a bitch, she like bae where you going
On my way to see Johnny he just flooded my Rollie
Like Damn
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Fuck busting down that Rollie imma bust down your bitch
Amour the way she be handling that dick
Amour the way she be throwing lil fits
Bad attitude give me all of it
Heard ya nigga drip, He don't drip like this
Gone show shit, imma pop my shit
Shawty in the club she got this bitch lit
And the watch on my wrist don't tick, tick, tick
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Hunt
I bust down my Rollie
That pussy shit nigga you know we expose it
I like how she shaking that ass she control it
And please do not play with my money if you owe me
My ice to cold, it's snowing
Please do not play with that boy he is chosen
And if they been sleep on the boy get the Folgers
Put me on a hanger cause I don't do folding
Nah fr how y'all feeling
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Record it like that, bet I gotcha
I bust down my rollie and bust down a bitch
Bust down the rello and roll up the spliff
Ice on my neck and my wrist and my fist
Icey lil nigga I'm cold as it gets
Bad lil bitch, Suck on my dick
Fucking this hoe and she know I'm legit
I came with the gang and we deep as a pit
And if you be the opps you get kicked off the list
Eeeh
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
First off
Shouts out to my Whoodie
Slatt made the hook, Beat like Pegs I hop on it
VVS, aint no cuubic ziconia
Ice in the bezel, wrist as cold as the arctic
Buss the face on the that bitch, now I'm going
Hold up the Rollie, you'd think that it's snowing
Pulled off on a bitch, she like bae where you going
On my way to see Johnny he just flooded my Rollie
Like Damn
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Fuck busting down that Rollie imma bust down your bitch
Amour the way she be handling that dick
Amour the way she be throwing lil fits
Bad attitude give me all of it
Heard ya nigga drip, He don't drip like this
Gone show shit, imma pop my shit
Shawty in the club she got this bitch lit
And the watch on my wrist don't tick, tick, tick
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Yeah, Yeah)
I bust down my Rollie
I bust down my Rollie
(Ice, Ice)
I bust down my Rollie
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Aiken
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