Rollieville
Let's take a cruise through Rollieville
We're gonna have a firme time
Oh yeah, we will
Post up, come on let's chill
Hop in the coupe deville
Take a cruise through Rollieville
Late nights
Drive through the night lights
Around the hood like it's Boyle heights
Your face locked in my sight
Everything is just alright
I know me and you can make it
Hop in the spaceship
Windows down, loud music
Let the bass hit
Wind so thick, you can taste it
Girl, I don't do relationships
They always go to shit
We can fuck around for a bit
The we split, call it quits
Only for the night
Back at it again when the sun shines
You trying to cuff
This ain't no cops and robbers
Make that ass bounce for a couple dollars
Is you down to fuck with The Guadfather
Let's take a cruise through Rollieville
We're gonna have a firme time
Oh yeah, we will
Loving the way you move that body
Take it to the bedroom
Pop it like a Molly
Didn't make it past the lobby
Met her on Holly
Gave her a perc
Then she start to act naughty
Sloppy toppy
DSL's so glossy
Riding me like a Maserati
On me
Beat it up like I'm Rocky
Shot after shot
Like a paparazzi
Wilding is her hobby
Saucy
Skating on ice like we playing hockey
Not diamonds, white coffee
Keep it a buck like Milwaukee
Cut you off if you try to cross me
I can show you around the hood
Introduce you to the posse
That's only if you got me
Don't get the wrong idea
Don't ask what the fuck are we
Let's take a cruise through Rollieville
We're gonna have a firme time
Oh yeah, we will
We're gonna have a firme time
Oh yeah, we will
Post up, come on let's chill
Hop in the coupe deville
Take a cruise through Rollieville
Late nights
Drive through the night lights
Around the hood like it's Boyle heights
Your face locked in my sight
Everything is just alright
I know me and you can make it
Hop in the spaceship
Windows down, loud music
Let the bass hit
Wind so thick, you can taste it
Girl, I don't do relationships
They always go to shit
We can fuck around for a bit
The we split, call it quits
Only for the night
Back at it again when the sun shines
You trying to cuff
This ain't no cops and robbers
Make that ass bounce for a couple dollars
Is you down to fuck with The Guadfather
Let's take a cruise through Rollieville
We're gonna have a firme time
Oh yeah, we will
Loving the way you move that body
Take it to the bedroom
Pop it like a Molly
Didn't make it past the lobby
Met her on Holly
Gave her a perc
Then she start to act naughty
Sloppy toppy
DSL's so glossy
Riding me like a Maserati
On me
Beat it up like I'm Rocky
Shot after shot
Like a paparazzi
Wilding is her hobby
Saucy
Skating on ice like we playing hockey
Not diamonds, white coffee
Keep it a buck like Milwaukee
Cut you off if you try to cross me
I can show you around the hood
Introduce you to the posse
That's only if you got me
Don't get the wrong idea
Don't ask what the fuck are we
Let's take a cruise through Rollieville
We're gonna have a firme time
Oh yeah, we will
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Writer(s): Jafeth Ayala
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