get off me up up Woo
Rollie the new face full of blue faces Over-feelin' my my faith I just got to give I got to give thanks We havin' our way I just gotta give champagne VVS's my Way too to complain Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
1] I'm in the end Fuck it's a go I know the real You the weirdos I'm on fly shit I a fly bitch Used to see When I hit the switch Young nigga up How could blame us when the money arrived we never decided to change up Unless it's the whip Or maybe the wrist I'm the big thing We all on risk cookies in the papers Ballin' like I'm in the one I got the favor Did it all without a calling got the money calling like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My niggas me automatic I was never going the money and the status Turned a nigga to a Turned a to a beast Competition get on me nigga, sheesh Young nigga preach Balmains on the Grindin' seven a week
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, God, amen
Rollie with the new full of blue faces Over-feelin' my my faith I just got to thanks I just got to give We just our way I just gotta give champagne VVS's my Way too to complain Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I like a check tho This what they mad how the neck glow I'm with the lit You with lame lames Four, three, two, one, call it a game Counting blessings, since an adolescent, I've been destined for the greatest I give 'em motivation I be speaking Nigga in the basement I bars like a waitress People tell me I'm the chosen, keep it focused, runnin' outta patience HN on the Real ones, no No games, no Don't you up the window God damn, I'm God damn, she You for that she yours? I bet she text me
Rollie the new face Pocket full of blue my safe Over-workin' my I just got to thanks I just got to give We havin' our way I gotta give thanks Everything VVS's my Way too to complain Way too to complain Give thanks, give
get off me get off me