We rollin
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
I was broke yea that's the old me
Why you acting like you know me you iont know me
I can't cap I keep it on me fuck the police
I do this shit all by myself don't no co-d
You talk that shit behind my back see me and joe me
This bitch trippin think iont know she fucked my Brodie
Please stop saying you a killer and just show me
How you the realist and you backdoored ya homie
I ran it up I ran them racks up on my lonely
She said she love me only love me for this moment
All this dusse in my system got me flowing
My cuzzin switched really I ain't trust a soul since
I'm kinda lit so If I fuck I can still fuck her friend
And fuck the judge how he goin judge like he iont ever sin
You just a rapper in the trap a place you never been
I was taught if you go in don't say ya brudda name
Don't say ya brudda name
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
I was broke yea that's the old me
Why you acting like you know me you iont know me
I can't cap I keep it on me fuck the police
I do this shit all by myself don't no co-d
You talk that shit behind my back see me and joe me
This bitch trippin think iont know she fucked my Brodie
Please stop saying you a killer and just show me
How you the realist and you backdoored ya homie
I ran it up I ran them racks up on my lonely
She said she love me only love me for this moment
All this dusse in my system got me flowing
My cuzzin switched really I ain't trust a soul since
I'm kinda lit so If I fuck I can still fuck her friend
And fuck the judge how he goin judge like he iont ever sin
You just a rapper in the trap a place you never been
I was taught if you go in don't say ya brudda name
Don't say ya brudda name
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
On the Interstate we rolling
Ima push it like it's stolen
Rolling og till the morning
She goin fuck me like she know me
She goin fuck me like she owe me
24 On me like Kobe
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Writer(s): Dillen Watson
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