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letra de roll up - dave east & araabmuzik

[chorus]
everytime i roll up, uh, everytime i roll up, uh (i roll up)
uh, everytime i roll up (smokin’, n-gga)
everytime i, everytime i

[chorus]
every time i roll up (uh), both my pockets swole up (swole up)
me was eatin’ cold cuts, tryna cop raw with no cut
hoppin’ out the taxis, clubs tryna tax me
clothes was dirty, head was nappy
i ain’t got it, so don’t ask me (don’t ask me)

[verse]
shots flyin’, n-gga, get low, hangin’ out the window
we gon’ work it out, it don’t matter if the gym closed (work it out)
back against the wall, i stood on ten toes
big jawn baggin’ up, look like lizzo
i like pacino, but i’m more de niro
every time i hop out, the baddеst b-tches pop out (baddest)
roof’s gone, drops out (skrrt), smokin’ with thе glock out
i couldn’t make a dollar on the campus, so i dropped out
sippin’ hi-tech, poppin’ perc .30s ‘tll i knocked out (ooh)
they don’t know my lifestyle (d-mn)
foreign in the mornin’, sun drop, i’m on a bike now
i really got more airmax than nighttime
just keep it cool, turn the lights down
this off the head, this type of sh-t i never write down (never)
kiss your children goodnight now (mwah)
it’s time to purge
wanted to talk, but couldn’t find the words
from gettin’ off sh-t every night, still gettin’ on my mama nerves (sorry)
i f-cked her once, she told me she love me, i guess it’s time to curve (i’m out)
we never had sh-t, now we got it, i guess it’s time to scourge
you got the wrong one, you could lose your life before the song done
the sun gon’ shine brighter when the storm done (believe me)
even when my paper was short, i kept a long gun
how you claimin’ king of new york? you must be on somethin’
the only one was frank white (uh), shark in the water, feel like a great white
like a vampire, good in the dark, don’t f-ck with daylight (right)
i been ready for audience, i ain’t never had stage fright (never)
we was drinkin’ bacardi when n-ggas was tryna play fight
y’all was tryna slap box, we was watchin’ crack lock
questions we ain’t ask cops, you was on your laptop
never will this cash stop (never)
i just want an old-school cutlass with the rag top
a b-tch without no ass shots
a mansion for my hitters, so they got a place to kick it
i don’t know too many n-ggas lived this life the way i lived it (don’t know)
roll a dice and let’s get rich, millie vision, talkin’ richard
f-ck who don’t believe me
masks on, avoidin’ n-ggas, way before corona season (way before)
they get emotional the moment that they know you leavin’
you start to panic when you notice bleedin’ (ah)
depression kick in, it feel like don’t n0body even know you breathin’ (n0body)
that sh-t ain’t that far, if you get close, you’ll see it
open your eyes, some want you to live, some hope that you die (huh?)
this sh-t illegal, if they ask you, i just hope that you lie (hope)
don’t f-ck up the vibe, palms sweatin’, clutchin’ my .9
if you my son, then i just want you to shine (shine, my n-gga)
every time i came up (up), n-ggas brought my name up (why?)
i’m about to pick a chain up, how you figured i changed up? (how?)
we ain’t had the same luck (nah)
when you was goin’ to sleep, i used to stay up (uh)
i was layin’ these verses, you used to lay up
[chorus]
every time i roll up (uh), both my pockets swole up (swole up)
me was eatin’ cold cuts, tryna cop raw with no cut
hoppin’ out the taxis, clubs tryna tax me
clothes was dirty, head was nappy
i ain’t got it, so don’t ask me

- dave east araabmuzik

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