Lyrics Rollout - Ej, TheMaker

I ain't tryna think bout all that bullshit
That you got going up in your head
Nigga I ain't tryna think bout all the reasons
This shit won't work nigga I aint scared
I can't think straight when this bad lil bitch
Just sitting here up in my bed
Nigga I'm Tryna think straight I'm tryna use my head
But she tryna give me head

Bitch I got
4,5 rollout
I ain't sold out
4,5
Rollout
You ain't hold out
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout

Yea got 7 with weapons, but we ain't flexing
That shit we just use for protection
You stepping? What you repping?
Nigga I can tell that you just guessing
Nigga ain't yo daddy the Reverend?
Ain't no way you having me threatened
Yo bitch said she has been neglected
Took her, now you're having depression
Yeah nigga tell me how you really feel
Young nigga solid I never ever squeal
Young nigga turnt I never ever chill
I just got weed I ain't got no pills
I just sell weed and sometimes shrooms
Nigga this shit will have your ass melting in the room
Had an ego death I'll be back soon
I'm gone but still the realest nigga in the room

I ain't tryna think bout all that bullshit
That you got going up in your head
Nigga I ain't tryna think bout all the reasons
This shit won't work nigga I ain't scared
I can't think straight when this bad lil bitch
Just sitting here up in my bed
Nigga I'm Tryna think straight I'm tryna use my head
But she tryna give me head

Bitch I got
4,5 rollout
I ain't sold out
4,5
Rollout
You ain't hold out
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout

Bad bitch, need her with me
Stupid nigga, Peter Griffin
Broke nigga, he ain't with me
He is not like us, you can see a difference
Badweather, see me dripping
They do not like us, they can see who winning
Badweather got these Niggas slippin'
City tryna catch up, its gon be a minute
Look at the back of my wrist
Look at the back of my bitch
I'm attacking that bitch
Nigga was yapping and shit
Then he got slapped with a fist
Nigga madder than shit
Yea I'm like Shaq in this bitch
Yea I'm like Shaq in this bitch
Yea I block that shot
Nigga yea I'm like Shaq in this bitch
Nigga yea I'm like Shaq in this bitch

I ain't tryna think bout all that bullshit
That you got going up in your head
Nigga I ain't tryna think bout all the reasons
This shit won't work nigga I ain't scared
I can't think straight when this bad lil bitch
Just sitting here up in my bed
Nigga I'm tryna think straight I'm tryna use my head
But she tryna give me head

Bitch I got
4,5 rollout
I ain't sold out
4,5
Rollout
You ain't hold out
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout

4,5 rollout
I ain't sold out
4,5
Rollout
You ain't hold out
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout
Rollout, Rollout, Rollout, Rollout