paroles de chanson Roll Up - FSG Rell

FSG
For my brothers

I be high, all the time
I be fried, all the time
When I wrote this, I was fried
Put ya L′s up, to the sky
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and just

Rushing to the trap got a few beans coming
Hey dank in my draws, you can smell me coming
Check on ya head and you know I want it
Got a front this morning, pop know I'm good money
Dark parking lot, about to light it up
I ain′t bust a trap, but the night is young
I say what I want, I don't watch my tongue
Running through lames like Forrest Gump
Throwing shots in the tuck, but never tucked a glock
The ns throwing shots ain't ever bust a shot
Bryson Tiller couldn′t save you from this fucking glock
Oh yeah this rap right, don′t let it get you popped
I'm in my bag

I be high, all the time
I be fried, all the time
When I wrote this, I was fried
Put ya L′s up, to the sky
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and just

I ain't copping out but I′m maxing out
All my real ns know what that's about
Fucked up the spot cause we trapped it out
Gunna had bricks, we was stacking house
I′m high as shit, I feel like superman
After I'm done with her, I gotta oop it man
You lost the baddest bitch, ns stupid man
Ya man rap too much, you about to lose ya man
Ns the hottest out, but they sweating us
Need a train airplane just to get to us
They be in hiding spots when they mention us
I talked to Nas today, he said I'm catching up

I be high, all the time
I be fried, all the time
When I wrote this, I was fried
Put ya L′s up, to the sky
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and blaze it
Roll it up and just