Lyrics Roll Up - DavDee

Bands start coming in
Packs start comming in
Break that shit then roll up
Big glock fuckin hit
Red dot on yo head
Fruity ass nigga get rolled up
Big talk where they at
Bitch dont want it man
Bitch and her friend hit both of em
Took off on dey ass rude boy running man
Thirsty ass turky get no love

AYY
Big slime
You the man for a minute
On facetime going ham for the bitches
I could free style but need bands for the written
Dont freak out
I been the man for a minute
Im off of these percy im feeling a way
Off of the 30's aint feeling ya face
Wet when i walk and that shit on the gang
Pick up the bag take that shit to the bank
Dont tell a soul take that shit to the grave
You say my name put that shit to ya face
Gone for a while but i been in the game
Nun of you niggas got nothing too say
Me and my niggas we all for the bread
Play with my money its off wit ya head
Creep in the dark like im under the bed
Next nigga try me tht fuck nigga dead Yaaaaaaaa
Just though i tell yalll
Every since i been gone
I been of the indo
Smoking all this shit down
You run up you get blown
Make that pussy sit down
I been off the shitt now

Cause I just been lost
And i done been crossed
But never again here that nigga head
Try me we off em pick out ya coffin you know revolvers don't leave a shell
So proceed wit caution
Just like a dolphin i leave a hole in that nigga head
Yall boiis make me nautious
Shit yall be dropppin
Sound like yall niggas in special ed
Im real pure bread i dont come in second
Want beef got heat why he in my mentions
I could teach you lil sumthin if you pay attention
But yall niggas too dumb instagram flexin
Dumb bitch she like BUMSS take it to the next man
Lil nigga no funds why he always flexxin
Yal niggas soo dumb wen i move it check mate
Nigga i aint got the time unless thats what the check say

He get no hoes
Shake him off
He get no money shake him off
He got no job shake him off
Nigga a fraud shake em off
I been ballin HAARDD check it out
Peep my bandzzz
By myself dont need no friends
Grab my glock dont need no gang
I send shots, no face nocase
Aint seen shit wont sayno names
Cross my heart my soul to take
Make a promise i wont break
Fuck you in yo fuck in face
Thts On set yehh thts on the gang
Take my bag straight to tha bank
Bout my money fuck you think
Bitch this aint no fuckin game

But if it was
I'm catching dubs
They wanna fuck
Try me it's up
Straight out the mud
Thats how we come
2 Too yo chest 1 to ya mug
Say that he bang I'm not the one
Nigga we step step till it's done
Knife in my back wut have u done
If you get one up on me take it and run