Roll With A G
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Girly don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
Ah, shawty heard about the work that I put in, said it turn her on
Nosey youths wanna know where we got the burner from
Don't worry, education was a no from me
Like, I ain't going colly
Still get educated when she's on her knees
So sloppy, told her, "I'ma stay, but I gotta leave"
I'm so sorry, five-foot-three, but she a freak with her grown body
I'm outside, how you gonna roll if you're a homebody?
Killers 'round me act like they got no bodies (yea)
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Girly don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I got Dior's on my feet, but my hoodie be Celine
B22s, but she prefers the B23s
Shawty wanna roll with a G
Yeah, that's clear to see
I don't need flash, why?
'Cause all my stones are clear to see
Now I'm gettin' clout just from rappin' what I really do
All these different girls on my case, but it's really you
My slow replies are not 'cause I'm hoeing around
If I tell you that I'm spinnin' blocks, all day, it's really true
I love it when her nails did, hair done, really new
Tryna change my life, but when it's that time, I don't really shoot
I really drip, started on a quarter, but I really flip
8 A.M., nitty's hit my second phone, they really sick
The lights in the coupe make her buss it, no pressure
Yeah, he's gotta chain, but he ain't even got him no presser
If this shit's for fame, we can make you famous on a stretcher
'Cause I'm famous, she let me nut on her lashes when I'm fed up (yeah)
Shawty wanna roll with a G (ah-ha)
That's why she rollin' with me (ah-ha)
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Girly don't want me to leave (no way)
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the woah (back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah (back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah (yeah, I'm back up on the road, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah
Back up on the road
Back up on the road
I'm back up on the road
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on the road (hahaha)
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Girly don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
Ah, shawty heard about the work that I put in, said it turn her on
Nosey youths wanna know where we got the burner from
Don't worry, education was a no from me
Like, I ain't going colly
Still get educated when she's on her knees
So sloppy, told her, "I'ma stay, but I gotta leave"
I'm so sorry, five-foot-three, but she a freak with her grown body
I'm outside, how you gonna roll if you're a homebody?
Killers 'round me act like they got no bodies (yea)
Shawty wanna roll with a G
That's why she rollin' with me
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Girly don't want me to leave
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I'm back up on the, woah
I got Dior's on my feet, but my hoodie be Celine
B22s, but she prefers the B23s
Shawty wanna roll with a G
Yeah, that's clear to see
I don't need flash, why?
'Cause all my stones are clear to see
Now I'm gettin' clout just from rappin' what I really do
All these different girls on my case, but it's really you
My slow replies are not 'cause I'm hoeing around
If I tell you that I'm spinnin' blocks, all day, it's really true
I love it when her nails did, hair done, really new
Tryna change my life, but when it's that time, I don't really shoot
I really drip, started on a quarter, but I really flip
8 A.M., nitty's hit my second phone, they really sick
The lights in the coupe make her buss it, no pressure
Yeah, he's gotta chain, but he ain't even got him no presser
If this shit's for fame, we can make you famous on a stretcher
'Cause I'm famous, she let me nut on her lashes when I'm fed up (yeah)
Shawty wanna roll with a G (ah-ha)
That's why she rollin' with me (ah-ha)
Ooh, I love me a freak
Yeah, she whine up on it
Girly don't want me to leave (no way)
Gotta hit up the fiends
Said I'm done with the streets
But I'm back up on the woah (back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah (back up on the woah, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah (yeah, I'm back up on the road, yeah)
I'm back up on the, woah
Back up on the road
Back up on the road
I'm back up on the road
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on it (yeah)
I'm back up on the road (hahaha)
Credits
Writer(s): Rashia Tashan Fisher
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