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letra de rollin' - $tupid young & mbnel

[intro]
“jem made it yamsayin'”

[chorus: $tupid young]
they know my name, cuz i do what i want to
spit me some game, tell her friends all to come through
play with the gang, take his head off like sunroof
n-ggas on the internet playin’, what you gone do?
i just popped me a bean now i’m rollin’
30 in my jeans, hard to hold it
bad b-tch ask me where we goin’
b-tch we them n-ggas and they know it

[verse 1: mbnel]
f-ck you off this pill, lil baby don’t fall in love
dropped the stock out the ar and replaced ’em with a pair of nuts (skrt, skrt, skrt)
switchin’ lanes in this truck, b-tch
get up out my face, you ain’t talkin’ bout no bucks (ooh)
balenci’s big as f-ck, i’ll kick a n-gga face in
i believe in god, but i’m rockin’ in these maison’s
[?] free all my n-ggas that’s stuck up inside them cages (grra x 4)
that’s the sound of that drake thang
eight block n-gga but i’m posted on the seventh
biddie biddie b-tch wanna kick it, this ain’t tekken
.40 bullets leavin’ stains yo shirt like some ketchup
you is not a teacher, lil n-gga so do not test us
aye, i’m doing what i want you doing what you can
money gettin’ longer it can’t even fit a rubberband
diamonds on my wrist, watch it glisten when i lift my hand
aye they say they tryna find me, lil n-gga
i’m [?]
[chorus: $tupid young]
they know my name, cuz i do what i want to
spit me some game, tell her friends all to come through
play with the gang, take his head off like sunroof
n-ggas on the internet playin’, what you gone do?
i just popped me a bean now i’m rollin’
30 in my jeans, hard to hold it
bad b-tch ask me where we goin’
b-tch we them n-ggas and they know it

[verse 2: $tupid young]
r-r-ridin’ with a 30 but i’ll do a n-gga dirty
shootin’ don’t miss like a n-gga name was curry
why you in the fast lane, like i’m in a hurry
n-gga touchin’ all this paper, told my n-gga don’t worry
tell my n-ggas grab a plate it’s time to eat
remember back when we ain’t had no where to sleep
now i’m getting paid just to rap on beats
whoever thought that i would make it out the beach
b-b-bought me a bean, rollin’
i don’t even know where i’m goin’
f-ckin’ with his b-tch and he ain’t knowin’
she know we them n-ggas and she know it
if i got a show, i snuck the pole in
he think that she loyal, but she hoein’
please don’t let my n-ggas get to smokin’
with them drums, we go dumb like we from oakland
[chorus: $tupid young]
they know my name, cuz i do what i want to
spit me some game, tell her friends all to come through
play with the gang, take his head off like sunroof
n-ggas on the internet playin’, what you gone do?
i just popped me a bean now i’m rollin’
30 in my jeans, hard to hold it
bad b-tch ask me where we goin’
b-tch we them n-ggas and they know it

[outro]
“jem made it yamsayin'”

- tupid young mbnel

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