Rolled On

[Intro] (DJ Chose) (P Crisco) [Chorus: YFN Lucci] Uh, if it's love, say that shit, yeah If it's war, then we slide too, yeah I'm too grown to play that shit, yeah I drop a bag and they gon' find you Ayy, roll with me or get rolled on Roll with me or get rolled on Boy, I'm ridin' 'til my soul gone Cold world, put a coat on You ain't gang, nigga, hold on Roll with me or get rolled on [Verse 1: YFN Lucci] Ayy, roll with me or get rolled on Nigga, picture me rollin', know I got Pac on, know that I got my Glock on Self-made, good with that ratchet, play, you gon' die, holmes Bitch-made, shrimp in the basket, them niggas popcorn Know I'm gon' get my pop on I hear you niggas adlibbing like me, lookin' like my clones I see you niggas actin' all tough, but really mean no harm I never wish the worst for 'em Knowin' I'm out that mud and you still wanna throw dirt on me Keep playin', I got a hearse for 'em That boy say keep sprayin', nigga, keep sprayin' 'til you see one fall Uh, keep prayin', nigga, we ain't sparin' nan' one of y'all You done got the don involved I'm the wrong one to call, yeah [Chorus: YFN Lucci] Uh, if it's love, say that shit, yeah If it's war, then we slide too, yeah I'm too grown to play that shit, yeah I drop a bag and they gon' find you Ayy, roll with me or get rolled on Roll with me or get rolled on Boy, I'm ridin' 'til my soul gone Cold world, put a coat on You ain't gang, nigga, hold on Roll with me or get rolled on [Verse 2: Mozzy] Bully with the longnose Handheld fully, extra handle, frrt, hold on Medallion with the gold rope Rollie face snocone Eyeball the whole zone Bubble coat needed, the temperatures in my zone cold I put all of my woes on immediately Overnight the pack to civilians somewhere in Sicily Leather in the loft so soft, it came from Italy Went from bein' broke to a boss, I'm talkin' literally Look out for your people and feed 'em or that's a penalty Gotta keep the yeek, it ain't peaches environmentally He ain't takin' pride in his bangin', a lack of dignity I handpick the killers and utilize 'em efficiently, on G-O-D [Chorus: YFN Lucci] Uh, if it's love, say that shit, yeah If it's war, then we slide too, yeah I'm too grown to play that shit, yeah I drop a bag and they gon' find you Ayy, roll with me or get rolled on Roll with me or get rolled on Boy, I'm ridin' 'til my soul gone Cold world, put a coat on You ain't gang, nigga, hold on Roll with me or get rolled on