VIII

Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Know i'm bout to take a trip
Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Rolling in my brand new whip
Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Take off like a rocket ship
Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Yeah you know we getting lit

Baby there is nothing here to fear
And i never ever ever broke the street code
When they got my dog i shed a tear
Free my guys yeah they gotta let my g's go
Boy you not in my atmosphere
Copy that, that's facts (Fax), no kinkos
He gon have to play me for the cheese
She gon drop it low for some money like Plinko
Add it up, two plus two, yeah that's cinco
Oh whoops forgot to carry the zero
I am not a goat or a man, imma Hero
I'm the bee's knees and i put that shit on D rose
She tried to play games but bitch i ain't B-mo
Imma drop you, upgrade just like tebow
My guys pull up and they looking like an Emo
Imma swoop down for the bread like a seagull

Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Know i'm bout to take a trip
Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Rolling in my brand new whip
Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Take off like a rocket ship
Rolling bitch i'm rolling bitch i'm rolling
Yeah you know we getting lit



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Writer(s): Jordan Smith
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