Lyrics First Little Rollie - Sam Wise

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's go
Aw, you don't wanna get me on something like this, it gets crazy

My tax could've bought me a Datejust, my first little Rollie
But I'ma stay patient, where I keep the money still low-key
I beg you don't say that you know me
You don't know me, babes, that's weird (Come on man)
Really, if I'm keeping it real
I'll probably get a mill', before a grow a beard, cheers (Yeah, yeah)
My tax could've bought me a Datejust (Datejust), my first little Rollie (Rollie)
But I'ma stay patient, where I keep the money still low-key (Low-key)
I beg you don't say that you know me (Huh?)
You don't know me, babes, that's weird (Come on man)
Really, if I'm keeping it real
I'll probably get a mill', before a grow a beard, yeah

Give thanks and cheers (Cheers)
On my wrist, gonna put chandeliers
Make a few big bucks with my peers
And I say what I want, like Piers
Hundred, soldiers, men with spears
Zulu, the way the man get run-up (Hah)
Zulu made the white one ducka (Hah)
Big smile when I first made one thou'
Now look at me count (Now look at it)
Marbella for three days, quick hiatus, I had to get out
If you talking 'bout London, I'm not from North, cause I'm from South
White gold from Lash, five-fifty for the bottom of my mouth
And you won't get cash just sitting on the couch
Ain't rich but I know what the hustle is about
If you do F then my bro got accounts
Shake it for me, break it for me, buns like a bakery
Bape on me and I didn't pay for it
Moncler, no fare, who payed for this? (Moncler)
New fade, long hair, huh
Everything major, thanks to the maker, I was just a young boy, now I'm on your radar
And I count paper, travel in a seven seater
Bro was a gun beater, he can't get a visa

My tax could've bought me a Datejust, my first little Rollie (Rolex)
But I'ma stay patient, where I keep the money still lowkey (Lowkey)
I beg you don't say that you know me
You don't know me, babes, that's weird (Come on man)
Really, if I'm keeping it real
I'll probably get a mill', before a grow a beard, cheers (Yeah, yeah)
My tax could've bought me a Datejust (Datejust), my first little Rollie (Rollie)
But I'ma stay patient, where I keep the money still lowkey (Lowkey)
I beg you don't say that you know me (Huh?)
You don't know me, babes, that's weird (Come on, man)
Really, if I'm keeping it real
I'll probably get a mill', before a grow a beard, yeah

I can't never think 'bout giving up (No, no, no)
I got what it does, so put it up
We got Henny with the Coke in a jug (In a jug)
I can't let you take me for a mug
You know that that's my brother, that's my blood
Pretty mamacita, pretty fleek
Tripping through the city, got me geeked
And all of you man are still neeks