paroles de chanson Rollin_Final - Sir Hop feat. MrWhiteBeats

Yo
Sir Hop
MrWhitebeats

You see me shining off them zones and I'm caked up (Caked up)
So now you mad cause you broke and got a pay stub (Pay stub)
I raise up when you raise doubt
Evade drought, I stayed out and ran routes
Flippin my Trump handouts (Flip flip flip)
My records getting played in several nations
For your music, your girl ain't even got no patience (Uh-uhnn)
And coming to your show's an obligation
She know yo shit ain't it
She takes a deep breath and fakes it
Used to write on pages, now it's notes app or I think 'em (Hmm)
On the road cause I do shit
Sold a whoopty whoop out the front of the Ruth Chris
Got the cash and skated off (Aight imma fuck with yall boys later man)
From a famous rapper but I played it off
True shit (Facts)
Ya weed ain't even get me high, it's useless
All night I used to fantasize about getting signed on some youth shit
Now I'm too lit on my own dime I do this

From the demo to the limo, now we rollin
Get oven mitt for the heat that I'm holdin
Get in the whip, imma drive it like I stole it
You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused
Smoke a blunt outside, they like what's the commotion
Got it on my own, I can't wait for promotion
We be getting real dividends off these quotients
You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused

You see the board? Yeah you had to (I know you see that shit)
Uh huh, I know you changed ya mind
We all know that was a bad move
Chess not checkers (Huh)
I ain't Bobby Fischer though I ain't tryna be reckless
Roll up with my own brand, the weed ain't what I'm flexin (Nightcap)
Met a girl in Dallas now the both of us textin
But imma put the money first, it's gotta be expected
You know a nigga real as me, it's gotta be respected (Know that)
If yo homie fuckin up, it's gotta be corrected
Touch chicken every time I microphone check it
Weed got me lazy as Stepin Fetchit
I hop out steppin in fur and leopard
Here come the hot stepper
Kept the fix like Black and Decker
My record better, my record solid (What)
And plus I, stay in the pocket like leather wallets
My shit poppin (What)
This ain't a matchup for novice
They couldn't handle Rocket (Dig that)
Yo baby see me, her head noddin and pussy throbbin nigga

From the demo to the limo, now we rollin
Get oven mitt for the heat that I'm holdin
Get in the whip, imma drive it like I stole it
You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused
Smoke a blunt outside, they like what's the commotion
Got it on my own, I can't wait for promotion
We be getting real dividends off these quotients
You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused