Roll It Fast
Roll it fast, rolling past, fall in dat lake
Please can you catch me, ho
I've been so clearly, fast walking I'm pacing my steps, ho no
The dope dealer tripping buy some mo
They weeping, they soaking in
Their feelings up and I smack the sack down bitch facts till I'm out, bitch
I fend off my ways, I know I'm about kissing my ears
I'm followed by hurds
Never can ask me no question, cause I think I'm never not sure
Bitch manes be tryna go stir
And press all my buttons, I come with referrals
Rebuttals and pearls on top of her wrists
I'm clinchin on what you can hand me a blunt for my mode
Ho, ay, that residential motha fucka
Bitch, I'm just staying at home, ho
Stuck in my room and picking up on the phone
She ask for attention, I'll give you my whole soul
Oh, my soul, my soul, my soul
Ho's Come again, again and again
Since listening can be just so hard
Can you keep trying ho
Blatantly said, you don't know
Time and a place fo da mask on
Finna catch the tec nine let them fly loose
Them bullets fly loose
Pair up two bitches, they try they hitting me up
Digitless, roll it fast, rolling past
Roll it fast, rolling past
Aye, bitch
Rolling it fast aye
Man down
Man down
Please can you catch me, ho
I've been so clearly, fast walking I'm pacing my steps, ho no
The dope dealer tripping buy some mo
They weeping, they soaking in
Their feelings up and I smack the sack down bitch facts till I'm out, bitch
I fend off my ways, I know I'm about kissing my ears
I'm followed by hurds
Never can ask me no question, cause I think I'm never not sure
Bitch manes be tryna go stir
And press all my buttons, I come with referrals
Rebuttals and pearls on top of her wrists
I'm clinchin on what you can hand me a blunt for my mode
Ho, ay, that residential motha fucka
Bitch, I'm just staying at home, ho
Stuck in my room and picking up on the phone
She ask for attention, I'll give you my whole soul
Oh, my soul, my soul, my soul
Ho's Come again, again and again
Since listening can be just so hard
Can you keep trying ho
Blatantly said, you don't know
Time and a place fo da mask on
Finna catch the tec nine let them fly loose
Them bullets fly loose
Pair up two bitches, they try they hitting me up
Digitless, roll it fast, rolling past
Roll it fast, rolling past
Aye, bitch
Rolling it fast aye
Man down
Man down
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Writer(s): Andrew Widener
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