Roll My Weed
She gon' roll my weed and she gon' pour me up (yeah)
Valet where my key? Nigga don't hold me up (yeah uh)
She gon' roll my weed (yeah)
She gon' pour me up (yeah)
Valet where my key? (yeah)
Please don't hold me up (yeah)
All I know is speed (yeah)
Bitch tryna slow me up (yeah)
I'm going overseas
Call a PJ and come load me up (yeah)
I know she love the demeanor (yeah)
I blew a dub when I seen her (yeah)
I know these bitches be running game
So I know what's up when I meet 'em (yeah)
Young nigga I used to jump the train
And we used to pump by the cleaners (yeah)
My dream was to get me 100 chains
And pull up and jump out of Beemers (yeah, uh)
Look at the stats, we the ones that put the hood on the map (yeah)
Most of you couldn't adapt
We started the label and built it from scratch
They sayin' wait for the hood to collapse
S on my waist got it fully attached
Aim at his face watch his hoodie detach
No wonder our names get put in the raps, nigga
She gon' roll my weed (yeah)
She gon' pour me up (yeah)
Valet where my key? (yeah)
Please don't hold me up (yeah)
All I know is speed (yeah)
Bitch tryna slow me up (yeah)
I'm going overseas
Call a PJ and come load me up (yeah)
Yo Don
It's way too much cash in the room
Call the Brinks truck and tell them to load it up
I been scoring that's a hole in one
Put the jewelry on, nigga get cold as fuck
I was inside of the Bentley truck I was rolling up
And they notice us
She keeps on trying to hop in with us
Said she wanna cup, so I poured it up
You ain't getting money you slow as fuck
You should just give up, just tell him forget it
My wrist the X Games, diamonds they shredded
And she got a head start, she can go sluttin'
How you had a head start still got no credit
The first thing I learned in the hood was to get it
Keep spice on it, bottoms red like spaghetti
Still be surprised when I look at the debit
Still be surprised when I see where I'm headed
Fuck a blogger, I'm a crook and they read it
Red Bottoms got me hooked and it's a fetish
They know who poppin' they just couldn't accept it
My hood ain't neglected, they know where we at
You plannin' on slidin', I wouldn't suggest it
The homies are sayin' I shouldn't address it
The police watchin', but they couldn't connect it
She gon' roll my weed (yeah)
She gon' pour me up (yeah)
Valet where my key? (yeah)
Please don't hold me up (yeah)
All I know is speed (yeah)
Bitch tryna slow me up (yeah)
I'm going overseas
Call a PJ and come load me up