Rolling

[Intro]

Yeah, we don't know where we goin'

Yeah-ah-ah

[Verse]

I'm with my guys and we goin'

MDMA, yeah, she rollin'

And when we rise? I don't know it (Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid)

I peeped I got some views, yeah, I noticed

Yeah, I peeped some bitches want me, yeah, I noticed

I got some money but I promise I won't blow it

Some opp nigga's bitch is in my DM tryna blow dick

I don't got my mind on a treesh, yeah, a nigga focused

Brodie off the addy', yeah, you know a nigga focused

He ridin' in the valley, yeah, you know he in the Lotus

R8, rollin', foreign car, stolen

In a rich neighbourhood, playin' music, lore it

I don't drive, but I'm in a foreign, floor it

Rockin' Palm Angels on my body, either blue or orange

And I got a bad bitch, yeah she tight, just like a door hinge

And a nigga goin' up right now, just like a forklift

Yeah, you a fake nigga, I'm a real nigga

Real niggas fuck with real niggas get bigger

Rich niggas only fuck with rich niggas

Fake niggas only fuck with fake niggas

I remember I was no-one, now niggas wanna be my bro now

Niggas stole from me, I can't really trust no-one

I can't really trust no-one, I could only trust the gang

Even gang switched up, nigga, I can't trust the gang

But I won't switch up on me, I won't switch up on myself

Nobody love me like I love

I never gave up in the glow up

You movin' too fast, had to tell her slow up

[Outro]

Free Slime, free Slime, nigga, gang