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Rollie bust down like a motherfuckin' freak
I told you hoes before, I play for motherfuckin' keeps
I ain't no hoe, bitch, put your hands up
You don't wanna fight, you wanna shoot
That Glock 23 will knock off your roof
Rollie bust down like a motherfuckin' freak
I told you hoes before, I play for motherfuckin' keeps
I ain't no hoe, bitch, put your hands up
You don't wanna fight, you wanna shoot
Then tell the streets the truth, bitch, you spooked
Ain't no "I see you" when I see you, that's on my life
Pull up in that white thing on whites, Jesus Christ
Oh, Lord, water all over my body, I got baptized
Told my jeweler, "Bust it, baby, I wasn't rappin' Plies"
You a opp, I know you gon' tell a cop
Jump out with them chops, soundin' like we bangin' pots
You want your top, think with it, bullshit, we with it
Make a bitch disappear, I'm a magician
Bitch, big brazy, buff Slim Shady
Don't try to take 'cause what I'm toting ain't got no safety
You know where I'm from, you know how I'm cut, what's up?
Ain't no goin' back and forth, I'll pull up
Disrespectful, park the 'Rari on your mama grass
Hop out with that Draco, put it down, and beat your mama ass
No mag or no bag, y'all bitches real dummies
I ain't shootin' in the air, bitch, I'm tryna kill somethin'
Rollie bust down like a motherfuckin' freak
I told you hoes before, I play for motherfuckin' keeps
I ain't no hoe, bitch, put your hands up
You don't wanna fight, you wanna shoot
That Glock 23 will knock off your roof
Rollie bust down like a motherfuckin' freak
I told you hoes before, I play for motherfuckin' keeps
I ain't no hoe, bitch, put your hands up
You don't wanna fight, you wanna shoot
Then tell the streets the truth, bitch, you spooked
Diamonds dancin', jeweler gave my Rollie back shots
The way I'm slappin', broski say I got his trap hot
Bitch, I'm bored, I buy Louis like it's dish detergent
In Sweetwater with the gang 'cause your nigga work here
Make it snappy, chicken boy, I got shit to do
I'll step out and make your broke ass invisible
You ever spent two thousand on some Jimmy Choos
Just to get 'em wet 'cause ain't no roof on that Bentley coupe?
A bitch say fuck Joy Road, bro, I want a ton
That's a warning, try me and I'm knockin' off your blunt
Pathetic-ass hoes better straighten up
I think these hoes still sleep, they just wakin' up
Pourin' rock, run your bitch off a Player's Club
Took pizza at Avianne, I can't make this up
Think I'm losin' too much blood from these paper cuts
But fuck it, it's only right I get my paper up
Rollie bust down like a motherfuckin' freak
I told you hoes before, I play for motherfuckin' keeps
I ain't no hoe, bitch, put your hands up
You don't wanna fight, you wanna shoot
That Glock 23 will knock off your roof
Rollie bust down like a motherfuckin' freak
I told you hoes before, I play for motherfuckin' keeps
I ain't no hoe, bitch, put your hands up
You don't wanna fight, you wanna shoot
Then tell the streets the truth, bitch, you spooked