Rolling Loud
They just be choosing me
I know they fake oh yeah
I know they fake oh yeah
I know they fake
From La vibes
To rolling loud
Lifestyle
Getting wild
They see the P
Getting money now
Hate on me
But they stealin style
Always on go
Baby talk nice to me
All of my pockets is full
Spreadin them blues on the plate
I'm on my way
Watch how that tesla skate
Always got moves to make
Bitches be choosing me
I know they fake
Bitch you ain't foolin me
Cap shit ain't cool to me
Fuck out my face
I just took off outer space
That's an awful lot of syrup
Wake up to the rage
Better hold on to your girl
Rock out on the stage
Backwood to the face
Red on my body
Blood on waist
Chrome on the jeans
4sap on the tee
Put the money in machine
It's gone count it up
We done ran it up
And they can't fuck with us
Hoodie bezzled up
Vvs's flooded
From La vibes
To rolling loud
Lifestyle
Getting wild
They see the P
Getting money now
Hate on me
But they stealin style
Copy the drip
I'm with the savages
None of my bitches is regular
I broke her heart and then leveled up
All my niggas ahead of ya
I make that bih do a bunny hop
You know the trap stay jumpin
I put a eighth in a Russian
Why you be asking them questions
I gotta em watching me just like Usher
Twenty five racks ain't nothing
I call the plays like
I'm John Madden
I got my own fashion
Lil baby turned to an addict
I can't be fucking with rachets
I'm too classy
I need me a baddie
From La vibes
To rolling loud
Lifestyle
Getting wild
They see the P
Getting money now
Hate on me
But they stealin style
I know they fake oh yeah
I know they fake oh yeah
I know they fake
From La vibes
To rolling loud
Lifestyle
Getting wild
They see the P
Getting money now
Hate on me
But they stealin style
Always on go
Baby talk nice to me
All of my pockets is full
Spreadin them blues on the plate
I'm on my way
Watch how that tesla skate
Always got moves to make
Bitches be choosing me
I know they fake
Bitch you ain't foolin me
Cap shit ain't cool to me
Fuck out my face
I just took off outer space
That's an awful lot of syrup
Wake up to the rage
Better hold on to your girl
Rock out on the stage
Backwood to the face
Red on my body
Blood on waist
Chrome on the jeans
4sap on the tee
Put the money in machine
It's gone count it up
We done ran it up
And they can't fuck with us
Hoodie bezzled up
Vvs's flooded
From La vibes
To rolling loud
Lifestyle
Getting wild
They see the P
Getting money now
Hate on me
But they stealin style
Copy the drip
I'm with the savages
None of my bitches is regular
I broke her heart and then leveled up
All my niggas ahead of ya
I make that bih do a bunny hop
You know the trap stay jumpin
I put a eighth in a Russian
Why you be asking them questions
I gotta em watching me just like Usher
Twenty five racks ain't nothing
I call the plays like
I'm John Madden
I got my own fashion
Lil baby turned to an addict
I can't be fucking with rachets
I'm too classy
I need me a baddie
From La vibes
To rolling loud
Lifestyle
Getting wild
They see the P
Getting money now
Hate on me
But they stealin style
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Writer(s): Wilshem Pennick
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