Rollin Lyrics – Ken Carson, 16yrold

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[Intro]
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh
Huh, huh

[Verse 1]
We the Black Ops, yeah-yeah
I got a Call of Duty, Modern Warfare, stick
I got some b!tches ’bout to play truth or dare, yeah
I got some b!tches, but I’m worried ’bout myself, yeah
I’m selfish and I can’t help it

I got some money for the rain and the sunshine
I’m working all day, yeah, ain’t got no fun time
Copped me a plain watch I copped her a bust down
Porsche 911, used to ride the Greyhound
My n!ggas finna up them K’s, make you lay down
I fell in love with X, I tatted in my face now
She fell in love with s*x, her ass up, her face down

[Chorus]
And I been rolling, I been rolling, I been rolling
I been rolling, I been rolling, I been rolling
I been rolling, yeah-yeah

[Verse 2]
I got rich off rap, but I work like (??)
Rich, so I’m still grinding
I can make a play and fu*k yo’ b!tch at the same time
These Rick Owens main line
My whole gang got Balenciaga boots, not the same kind
I told you, I’m off the X, yeah and I’m rolling
This a get-money contest, yeah, where my trophy?
I’m a bad b!tch getter
She ain’t fu*king with you if you ain’t got seven figures
I think I’m in love with her
All these n!ggas capping, I ain’t got no love for you

These b!tches be lying too
Thought I was only yours and I thought you was only mine too
But, had to remind you, yeah you need reassurance
And I need a psychologist
Everybody wanna be perfect, I know these n!ggas ain’t fly like this
You could never be my twin I’m too busy standing out, you wanna fit in
Try to kick the cup, pick it up, I’m off the drügs again
Pop the ecstasy, I’m booted up, I’m off the drügs again
I can’t go to sleep
I don’t need no adderall, I been rolling all week
All I need is drügs, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m a tweaker
She said she don’t like xans, yeah-eah, I said “S*it, me neither”
This is flight school, yeah, yeah and I’m the pilot
Cop the Lamborghini, I’ma let my potna drive it
‘Cause I’m too high to drive, yeah, I’m rolling off the molly
She rolling off the X, ooh, I ain’t need to tell nobody

[Outro]
And we been rolling, we been rolling
We been rolling, we been rolling
We been rolling, yeah-yeah