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Roll up and only one rolling lady purple You Know you got it if you drive a good Day you certain The only thing that really matter How much bank be it worth And if you Got your hand out I got a name for First Look, yellow goldie on my wrist, So I'm lowkey on this shit It's a twenty With a six on the rocks with a twist I don't swap for the dick, no stopping this Shit So come rock with your bitch in my Whip like Oh, oh, Thug on the troll, got The hoes for the low Light skin with the Flow and he flow like a pro Got a Ho with a ho blowing dro 'bout to pour Up the snow Watch your bitch drop it low, I'm 'bout to flow, what's good? BK up in that wood, man, I hope it's Understood That we pouring on that good, Man, I wish a nigga would Said I wish A nigga would, in my back road like Koolard I can't devise it no more, this shit is Easy, I'm so bored You think I'm weak, for It, I'm so sure I got this The racks In my pockets are plastic, it's magic, it's way Rich You got it, no pause, it pop it, The rapid John Stockton No wait, the rapid Bambino The great, y'all fake, I love it if you Want the heat, I'm straight Calamari and steak on My plate, F. G., my fate Bitch, 'cause it look Right What's the deal, nigga? What the kush like? Hit the ring, man, Sipping good Sprite Got the bands on me, Gon' be a good night Yo, y'all figure, Send the key up on that function I'm a Rich nigga, so I decorate with function Only the Finest, so go ahead, I'm changing climates You with Them tools, you can pop on time, If you Do not get it, go ahead and proceed quiet, Bitch Stay up in your lane, in your lane, On your mind, bitch Catch a couple clips from-from My magazine time, bitch Get it? Yeah, look I'm rolling up to these parties, I'm straight up like some Versace These hating Niggas keep looking so hard like paparazzi You want All of these things that these niggas wish they Could do Pull with something mean, so steady pink On my coupe I'm talking something all black with .22s of the same We rolling up in the Back, call it the purple flame My niggas all On the track, y'all niggas all in that lane You rap dudes look out, make bitch remember my Name They steady popping them bottles, drank, Henny And lean Said he rolling with models, always looking So clean They only wearing Giselle, Bella, Dylan, Christine Bitch, you only some goggles, got Me feeling fatigued Might as well be a bitch, 'cause it look right What's the deal, nigga? What the kush like? Hit the ring, man, Sipping good Sprite Got the bands on me, Gon' be a good night We Roll Up, we roll up, up, we Roll up