Tuna Roll lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah. turn me up

[Chorus]
Uh, business as usual
Money on my mind, I can feel it in my cuticle
f*ck the 9 to 5, wasn't made for a cubicle
Now know I'm raw, tuna roll
Yep

[Verse 1]
Uh you know what it is, Kid Ink up in this b*tch
Hear that egh!, smell the scent, b*tch I'm on, all in
One hit'll leave a n*gga's nose twitching like Bewitched
So what I'm smoking on, I swear to God I'm floating in a drift
Alumni we the illest, sicker than Contagion
All up in your hood like my n*ggas work at Kragen
Know that L.A. is the city but it look like we from Beijing
Say I don't be in my city? Who the f*ck is you fugazing, let's go

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It go Peter picked them peppers, n*gga, I just picked them hoes out
Swimming in the money, how I'm living, boathouse
I don't need a floaty cause I'm sitting on a cloud
Tell the world kiss my ass head up, look at me now b*tch
Back on immense, stack on stack I'm racking it in
Swear that they ain't f*cking with me, talking all that abstinence
Yeah, b*tch I'm blowing up, you the bomb
n*ggas know I'm raw, tuna roll
[Verse 3: Kid Ink]
Batter up, I'm outta here
Find me in the cut like aloe vera
I'm the man in this b*tch you just Tyler Perry
See me throwing money in the sky 'til I'm outta air
Sorry your honour but I had to kill 'em
n*ggas think they hard but they softer than pillows
And I'm high off a pill in the building like dealers
p*ssing off the tenants give a f*ck 'bout your feelings, tell 'em

I'm on, yeah

[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Okay, snapback, hatback, smoking on that loud pack
Blow it to the ceiling, look like bombs over Baghdad
b*tch I'm worth a milli, even more before the taxes
I'm the realest on the atlas you can go and ask the masses, what up? What's up
What's up? Uh, roll up, hold up, have a taste
You ain't gotta go to outer space
To see the stars baby, welcome to the show
Yeah these n*ggas know I'm raw, tuna roll, yeah

[Outro]
Alumini b*tch
Wheels up
n*ggas know I'm raw, tuna roll