I Be Rolling
Got your hoe wanna ride dick
Yea she like the topic of young lijah
All right
Yea I jumped in this bih
im so loaded, im so high
I just might and go into the sky
I been rolling, i been rolling
I been sipping lean, I swear it got me all focus
I been rolling, blowing hella doja
Hit this beat like I done turned that bih to hella pressure
I turn up
With your bitch in the club
And she want this money
But your bitch is some lust
I can't for her
Just want go in her
You know bro, I don't even know why I'm talkin about your hoe
I can't trust a hoe
Thinking about like more then dope
I can switch the flow
With this cash convert or no
Imma run it up, and stack it until this music make some more
I been hoping, steady saving, I just want some brand new clothes
For that rover, you'll be swinging
Kick that shit just for my hoe
Fuck that, pop out, then go banging, we leave shit up for my bro
Truck the pole, leave you hangin, body froze, like popsicles
Ducking 422 claiming, Rick and Morty, skrrt leave him cold
Suck some more baby, I'll aim my trigger to your throat
Up the score, I be dangerous, i took an blinked then rolled
For myself I'm just saying, I had to leave herself alone
(I been rolling, I been rolling
I say I'm bringing another motion
I'm flowing
I be going
I be going, I say I do it
yea I bring another mode)
I turn up
With your bitch in the club
And she want this money
But your bitch is some lust
I can't for her
Just want go in her
You know bro, I don't even know why I'm talkin about your hoe
Your bitch bend over
Know I had to kill it
Get some snow
Or that white cream
Just saying, your bitch feeling me (huh)
You know I'm big dog, I give her hella pedigree
And I be thinking so loud, your bitch just ride my meat
And she want all me
Young Lijah
When I get up in this bitch
Man you a bitch, lu bitch
I meant to say, that's for you clique
You get hit by sticks
I'll show a nigga, how we'll burn em
Put that nigga just for torture
you know I'm smoking on that doja
Ion give a fuck, i step so loud so when pistol hit you it's gon blow you
Or put him inna a smoker
Or that blunt, that bih got motion
Yea she like the topic of young lijah
All right
Yea I jumped in this bih
im so loaded, im so high
I just might and go into the sky
I been rolling, i been rolling
I been sipping lean, I swear it got me all focus
I been rolling, blowing hella doja
Hit this beat like I done turned that bih to hella pressure
I turn up
With your bitch in the club
And she want this money
But your bitch is some lust
I can't for her
Just want go in her
You know bro, I don't even know why I'm talkin about your hoe
I can't trust a hoe
Thinking about like more then dope
I can switch the flow
With this cash convert or no
Imma run it up, and stack it until this music make some more
I been hoping, steady saving, I just want some brand new clothes
For that rover, you'll be swinging
Kick that shit just for my hoe
Fuck that, pop out, then go banging, we leave shit up for my bro
Truck the pole, leave you hangin, body froze, like popsicles
Ducking 422 claiming, Rick and Morty, skrrt leave him cold
Suck some more baby, I'll aim my trigger to your throat
Up the score, I be dangerous, i took an blinked then rolled
For myself I'm just saying, I had to leave herself alone
(I been rolling, I been rolling
I say I'm bringing another motion
I'm flowing
I be going
I be going, I say I do it
yea I bring another mode)
I turn up
With your bitch in the club
And she want this money
But your bitch is some lust
I can't for her
Just want go in her
You know bro, I don't even know why I'm talkin about your hoe
Your bitch bend over
Know I had to kill it
Get some snow
Or that white cream
Just saying, your bitch feeling me (huh)
You know I'm big dog, I give her hella pedigree
And I be thinking so loud, your bitch just ride my meat
And she want all me
Young Lijah
When I get up in this bitch
Man you a bitch, lu bitch
I meant to say, that's for you clique
You get hit by sticks
I'll show a nigga, how we'll burn em
Put that nigga just for torture
you know I'm smoking on that doja
Ion give a fuck, i step so loud so when pistol hit you it's gon blow you
Or put him inna a smoker
Or that blunt, that bih got motion
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Writer(s): Elijah Hendrix
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