Rollercoaster (feat. SAGA)
Trying to be somebody that you ain't, no I don't get that
Fellas wanna have something to eat, reach for the big bag
Youngin in the cut, hella smooth, already did that
Life go up and down I rollercoast it at the six flag
Fuck what they say cuz you gon do it anyway
I risked my life but it's alright, god let me get away
I be smoking too much, zipping wokky for the pain
Yeah we finna scoot up, catch me sliding with the gang
Treat her like a queen, No I treat her like a smut
Off dis lean a nigga stuck, Icy wrist, no hockey puck
If move, it's wit & switch, More than 20, in the clique
Only gas up, in this spliff, Bro in Florida, screaming jit
Flip phone, be walling, Trappy, Call up gang, dey slide in a scatty
It's issue, den send me adddy See an opp, we shoot the taxi
March madness, She be thinking she a boss bad bitch
Slut her out, now she just average
She a freak, but she love doing acid
What is sleep, Listen when I speak, Like what could be
I be tripping, Calling foul, Fuck a referee
Trying to be somebody that you ain't, no I don't get that
Fellas wanna have something to eat, reach for the big bag
Youngin in the cut, hella smooth, already did that
Life go up and down I rollercoast it at the six flag
Fuck what they say cuz you gon do it anyway
I risked my life but it's alright, god let me get away
I be smoking too much, zipping wokky for the pain
Yeah we finna scoot up, catch me sliding with the gang
Yeah they say the same thang
We gon always stay the same
We ain't switching up for money
We ain't switching up for fame
I told my broadie we gon get it
Leave the past that's too much pain
Had no roof on top our head
Yeah we was left out in the rain
Been through some real shit
Nothing that can't heal this
Had to step it up I want a crib up in the hills bitch
Remember had no money in the store, was trying to steal shit
Took me a lil flight out to LA, just to live it
Trying to be somebody that you ain't, no I don't get that
Fellas wanna have something to eat, reach for the big bag
Youngin in the cut, hella smooth, already did that
Life go up and down I rollercoast it at the six flag
Fuck what they say cuz you gon do it anyway
I risked my life but it's alright, god let me get away
I be smoking too much, zipping wokky for the pain
Yeah we finna scoot up, catch me sliding with the gang
Fellas wanna have something to eat, reach for the big bag
Youngin in the cut, hella smooth, already did that
Life go up and down I rollercoast it at the six flag
Fuck what they say cuz you gon do it anyway
I risked my life but it's alright, god let me get away
I be smoking too much, zipping wokky for the pain
Yeah we finna scoot up, catch me sliding with the gang
Treat her like a queen, No I treat her like a smut
Off dis lean a nigga stuck, Icy wrist, no hockey puck
If move, it's wit & switch, More than 20, in the clique
Only gas up, in this spliff, Bro in Florida, screaming jit
Flip phone, be walling, Trappy, Call up gang, dey slide in a scatty
It's issue, den send me adddy See an opp, we shoot the taxi
March madness, She be thinking she a boss bad bitch
Slut her out, now she just average
She a freak, but she love doing acid
What is sleep, Listen when I speak, Like what could be
I be tripping, Calling foul, Fuck a referee
Trying to be somebody that you ain't, no I don't get that
Fellas wanna have something to eat, reach for the big bag
Youngin in the cut, hella smooth, already did that
Life go up and down I rollercoast it at the six flag
Fuck what they say cuz you gon do it anyway
I risked my life but it's alright, god let me get away
I be smoking too much, zipping wokky for the pain
Yeah we finna scoot up, catch me sliding with the gang
Yeah they say the same thang
We gon always stay the same
We ain't switching up for money
We ain't switching up for fame
I told my broadie we gon get it
Leave the past that's too much pain
Had no roof on top our head
Yeah we was left out in the rain
Been through some real shit
Nothing that can't heal this
Had to step it up I want a crib up in the hills bitch
Remember had no money in the store, was trying to steal shit
Took me a lil flight out to LA, just to live it
Trying to be somebody that you ain't, no I don't get that
Fellas wanna have something to eat, reach for the big bag
Youngin in the cut, hella smooth, already did that
Life go up and down I rollercoast it at the six flag
Fuck what they say cuz you gon do it anyway
I risked my life but it's alright, god let me get away
I be smoking too much, zipping wokky for the pain
Yeah we finna scoot up, catch me sliding with the gang
Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Brand
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