Rollin’ lyrics

[Intro]
"Jem made it yamsayin'"

[Chorus: $tupid Young]
They know my name, cuz I do what I want to
Spit me some game, tell her friends all to come through
Play with the gang, take his head off like sunroof
n*ggas on the internet playin', what you gone do?
I just popped me a bean now I'm rollin'
30 in my jeans, hard to hold it
Bad b*tch ask me where we goin'
b*tch we them n*ggas and they know it

[Verse 1: MBNel]
f*ck you off this pill, lil baby don't fall in love
Dropped the stock out the AR and replaced 'em with a pair of nuts (Skrt, Skrt, Skrt)
Switchin' lanes in this truck, b*tch
Get up out my face, you ain't talkin' bout no bucks (Ooh)
Balenci's big as f*ck, I'll kick a n*gga face in
I believe in God, but I'm rockin' in these Maison's
[?] Free all my n*ggas that's stuck up inside them cages (Grra x 4)
That's the sound of that Drake thang
Eight block n*gga but I'm posted on the Seventh
Biddie Biddie b*tch wanna kick it, this ain't Tekken
.40 bullets leavin' stains yo shirt like some ketchup
You is not a teacher, lil n*gga so do not test us
Aye, I'm doing what I want you doing what you can
Money gettin' longer it can't even fit a rubberband
Diamonds on my wrist, watch it glisten when I lift my hand
Aye they say they tryna find me, lil n*gga
I'm [?]
[Chorus: $tupid Young]
They know my name, cuz I do what I want to
Spit me some game, tell her friends all to come through
Play with the gang, take his head off like sunroof
n*ggas on the internet playin', what you gone do?
I just popped me a bean now I'm rollin'
30 in my jeans, hard to hold it
Bad b*tch ask me where we goin'
b*tch we them n*ggas and they know it

[Verse 2: $tupid Young]
R-R-Ridin' with a 30 but I'll do a n*gga dirty
Shootin' don't miss like a n*gga name was Curry
Why you in the fast lane, like I'm in a hurry
n*gga touchin' all this paper, told my n*gga don't worry
Tell my n*ggas grab a plate it's time to eat
Remember back when we ain't had no where to sleep
Now I'm getting paid just to rap on beats
Whoever thought that I would make it out the Beach
B-B-Bought me a bean, rollin'
I don't even know where I'm goin'
f*ckin' with his b*tch and he ain't knowin'
She know we them n*ggas and she know it
If I got a show, I snuck the pole in
He think that she loyal, but she hoein'
Please don't let my n*ggas get to smokin'
With them drums, we go dumb like we from Oakland
[Chorus: $tupid Young]
They know my name, cuz I do what I want to
Spit me some game, tell her friends all to come through
Play with the gang, take his head off like sunroof
n*ggas on the internet playin', what you gone do?
I just popped me a bean now I'm rollin'
30 in my jeans, hard to hold it
Bad b*tch ask me where we goin'
b*tch we them n*ggas and they know it

[Outro]
"Jem made it yamsayin'"