Roll In by YBM EJ Lyrics
Rolling up moral its about to go down
Man im feeling like im royal i might need my own crown
Yea im seering for the racks bitch
Smoking purple hella high then i make tracks rich
Yea
Bitches at my door and now they wanna come in
Sorry bitch but my plan it wasn't to sin
Gimme two seconds and im gonna go win
I can reup your mind make it all go spin
Roll in u about to get up
Riverside house u get to clean it with a mop
Your bitch she ain't telling me to stop
Aiming at your head gonna make it say pop
Fuckers at my house and they creeping
My outside ready to get reaping
Thats just my regular weekend
They ain't never seen a bullet make their leg bеnd
No
Dont give a fuck about your hoe
She asking for a tickеt to come to my fucking show
She want it real bad yea she drop it down low
And now them stanky fuckers yea they be knocking at my door
Get back u not ready for the slide
I got three bad bitches and they riding in my ride
Your hoe bad but im not asking
She throw it back kiss me and touching on my chin
Roll in u about to get up
Riverside house u get to clean it with a mop
Your bitch she ain't telling me to stop
Aiming at your head gonna make it say pop
Theyvr not been looking in the register
File on me burned u can call me ledger
Bitch on me and she looking like she from bratz
Bane compared to me u can call that fucker rugrats
And im running yea ill never stop not in this life
I never knew that life would turn out to be this trife
No complaing im just gaining im just tryna get rice
No dont look u might turn blind from all of this ice
Sit down and i might just tell another story
Could be a future one
Mention what happend in my glory
People writing me saying that i should be sorry
Maybe one telling me im the next contester at mauray
Man im feeling like im royal i might need my own crown
Yea im seering for the racks bitch
Smoking purple hella high then i make tracks rich
Yea
Bitches at my door and now they wanna come in
Sorry bitch but my plan it wasn't to sin
Gimme two seconds and im gonna go win
I can reup your mind make it all go spin
Roll in u about to get up
Riverside house u get to clean it with a mop
Your bitch she ain't telling me to stop
Aiming at your head gonna make it say pop
Fuckers at my house and they creeping
My outside ready to get reaping
Thats just my regular weekend
They ain't never seen a bullet make their leg bеnd
No
Dont give a fuck about your hoe
She asking for a tickеt to come to my fucking show
She want it real bad yea she drop it down low
And now them stanky fuckers yea they be knocking at my door
Get back u not ready for the slide
I got three bad bitches and they riding in my ride
Your hoe bad but im not asking
She throw it back kiss me and touching on my chin
Roll in u about to get up
Riverside house u get to clean it with a mop
Your bitch she ain't telling me to stop
Aiming at your head gonna make it say pop
Theyvr not been looking in the register
File on me burned u can call me ledger
Bitch on me and she looking like she from bratz
Bane compared to me u can call that fucker rugrats
And im running yea ill never stop not in this life
I never knew that life would turn out to be this trife
No complaing im just gaining im just tryna get rice
No dont look u might turn blind from all of this ice
Sit down and i might just tell another story
Could be a future one
Mention what happend in my glory
People writing me saying that i should be sorry
Maybe one telling me im the next contester at mauray