Dnd

Roll it, blow it, smoke it
I do it like a pro
Ain't answering my phone
I'm leaving everyone on read
Got phone calls needing answers, but I smoke instead
I'll get back to your message once this roach is dead
Text me Friday, hit back Sunday
I'll get back with you one day
Don't you go nowhere

My phone on DND just for the peace
Keep that bitch on every day of the week
Not tryna talk so we'll speak when we speak
Don't take it to heart, dawg, I'm out of reach
We in here working, don't bother the team
Closed practices, you got to leave
Got to be selfish and do as I please
Racks fatter than Elvis, they bigger than me
Careful with time, I got places to be
And I still show up late, I CP my T
I'm drinking hibiscus infused with the weed
I looked at your message and I pressed delete

Roll it, blow it, smoke it
I do it like a pro
Ain't answering my phone
I'm leaving everyone on read
Got phone calls needing answers, but I smoke instead
I'll get back to your message once this roach is dead
Text me Friday, hit back Sunday
I'll get back with you one day
Don't you go nowhere

I threw my phone in a lake
I ain't text no one today
Gave a call back to mama
But all of y'all niggas can wait
Dude from the job keep on texting my phone
He told I'm ten minutes late
I told him I'll be there in ten
Soon as I get through with this eighth

Roll it, blow it, smoke it
I do it like a pro
Ain't answering my phone
I'm leaving everyone on read
Got phone calls needing answers, but I smoke instead
I'll get back to your message once this roach is dead
Text me Friday, hit back Sunday
I'll get back with you one day
Don't you go nowhere

Roll it, blow it, smoke it
I do it like a pro
Ain't answering my phone
I'm leaving everyone on read
Got phone calls ending answers, but I smoke instead
I'll get back to your message once this roach is dead
Text me Friday, hit back Sunday
I'll get back with you one day
Don't you go nowhere



Credits
Writer(s): Devon Cummings
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