How We Roll

[Intro: Sam Sneak] It's how we roll [Chorus: Sam Sneak] Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold [Verse 1: Meek Mill] Yeah! We in control nigga! Everytime I pull up, bitches they be like what up Pull up I put the top down, pull off I put the hood up Everything that I got now I got it because I stood up Ya'll suckas was not round and made the way I was brought up Cause I was always taught to just never fold I bought another Rolls I started from selling O's, now my bank account seven O's And there's two commas on it Riding, two llamas on it This purp like my pancakes, I put Aunt Jemima on it And I'm getting higher nigga, riding with Gotti nigga Two Phantoms, an Aston Martin, boy that's a Bugatti nigga In back of the Fisker, and I ain't mention the Rarri' nigga Bitches like 'Bari nigga, oh Boats and hoes, money, cars, and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Soon as we hit the party it's choices on all these hoes We fucking all of they bitches, you niggas is getting old [Chorus: Sam Sneak] Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I'm standing on the couch like fuck life Pussy nigga playing games he can die tonight And we just pulled up in a million dollar worth of cars Million problems, thousand guns, just a couple dogs Just a couple real niggas I can ride for Black man's black 40 cal, black Tahoe Black driver, white Rolls Royce, real nigga, I'm the ho's choice Conversations with Meek about shit we did in the streets How we fucked with our dogs, how we planning to eat Bricked the rapper on the beat, hundred k in a week Its CMG, MMG, everybody else enemy Fuck boats and hoes, Cuban links in gold The game done got cold, I know real niggas who told Since that the role that they chose (fuck em!) Send them hittas up to their door (murder) [Chorus: Sam Sneak] Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold [Verse 3: Betrayl] I ain't dead but I'm the president Money green, dutch for the medicine Bogota going through the Mexicans Switch it up, up to the nose it's heroin An epidemic, Fall River walking dead again The city on fire, we let it burn Smoke got the BM-Dubb moving like a hovercraft Off the highway and she trafficking Marilyn Monroe Front door she passing it (let me get that) Cause most times the corners are a gold mine Out the hood now we shooting for the coast line Boats and hoes, below deck with them bricks nigga Cause you can keep that other shit with ya [Outro: Betrayl] Ace Diamond We back nigga Fucking with that other shit It's New B