get off me up up Woo
Rollie the new face Pocket full of faces my safe Over-workin' my I just got to thanks I just got to thanks We just our way I just give thanks Everything VVS's my Way too to complain Way too blessed to Give thanks, thanks
1] I'm in the end Fuck a field go I the real zoe's You know the I'm on some fly I a fly bitch Used to see When I hit the light nigga came up How they blame us Know when the money we never decided to change up Unless the whip game Or maybe the wrist I'm with the big We all on risk Rolling in the papers like I'm in the majors Chosen one I got the Did it all a label Money calling got the calling like an alcoholic, I'm an addict My with me automatic I was never static Blame the and the status a nigga to a savage Turned a nigga to a Competition get on me nigga, sheesh Young nigga better Balmains on the Grindin' seven days a
Bless, bless, Hallelujah, thank God,
Rollie with the new Pocket of blue faces Over-feelin' my Over-workin' my I just got to thanks I got to give thanks We havin' our way I just gotta give champagne VVS's my Way too blessed to Way too blessed to Give thanks, give
2] I'm in the (skrr, skrr) I smell like a tho This what they mad Look how the neck I'm with the lit You with them lame Four, three, two, one, call it a ball Counting blessings, since an adolescent, I've been destined for the greatest I give 'em motivation I be revelation Nigga in the basement I handle bars a waitress tell me I'm the chosen, gotta keep it focused, runnin' outta patience HN on the ones, no pretendo No games, no you open up the window God damn, I'm God damn, she You for certain she yours? I bet she text me
Rollie the new face Pocket full of blue my safe Over-workin' my I got to give thanks I just got to give We just our way I just gotta thanks Everything my change Way too blessed to Way too blessed to thanks, give thanks
get off me get off me