"Original High Roller (OFO)" lyrics
Nines & J Hus Lyrics
Zino Records, hahaha
Karlos got that juice
[Nines:]
It don't matter, do your mile, you know I get that Ammi gone
Hit the M-way, get some dogs off my Manny don
You don't wanna see me and Pebs with a bally on
.380 'cross his chest, look like he ran a marathon
Wear my own ice, I ain't borrowin' jewels
These rappers need to pack it in with all them horrible views
I got hella niggas on the wing dodgin' them screws
Wish I could give them a pair of Dorothy's shoes
These Louis's on my feet set me back like seven bills
These hoes always come back around like Ferris wheels
Even if I weren't a rap star, I'd still be gettin' mill's
Trap star shit, that's the perks of nigga sellin' pills
In and out the bando like I'm robbin' a bank
Big gun on me, barrel lookin' like the top of a tank
'Bout to this music ting now more I'm gettin' stable
My plug copped a horse, I met him at the stables
It's Nines
[J Hus:]
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What's the worst that could happen that hasn't already happened?
I been outdoors for days, getting paid in different ways
You wouldn't know money if it slapped you in your face
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Yeah
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Dunno what this food is called, but it's expensive
Babygirl, you're cute but lemme know who your friend is
Might go Cuba on Wednesday
If we do a ting, keep it hush, baby, comprende?
Don't be talkin' my business
My niggas in the bando on Christmas
My bredrin's on the run so please don't take pictures
And I been givin' her the good pipe
Her man walked in, yo, it's not what it looks like
Give man high five, kiss her goodnight
I'm in your eyesight but I'm not your type
I'm more like low life
90s baby, side partin'
Gyaldem eyeballin', all my booters dressed like a nice party
We blend in, tracksuit, camouflagin'
Left the Benz on the double parkin'
Left the ends with my likkle sweet ting
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What's the worst that could happen that hasn't already happened?
I been outdoors for days, getting paid in different ways
You wouldn't know money if it slapped you in your face
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Yeah
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Karlos got that juice
[Nines:]
It don't matter, do your mile, you know I get that Ammi gone
Hit the M-way, get some dogs off my Manny don
You don't wanna see me and Pebs with a bally on
.380 'cross his chest, look like he ran a marathon
Wear my own ice, I ain't borrowin' jewels
These rappers need to pack it in with all them horrible views
I got hella niggas on the wing dodgin' them screws
Wish I could give them a pair of Dorothy's shoes
These Louis's on my feet set me back like seven bills
These hoes always come back around like Ferris wheels
Even if I weren't a rap star, I'd still be gettin' mill's
Trap star shit, that's the perks of nigga sellin' pills
In and out the bando like I'm robbin' a bank
Big gun on me, barrel lookin' like the top of a tank
'Bout to this music ting now more I'm gettin' stable
My plug copped a horse, I met him at the stables
It's Nines
[J Hus:]
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What's the worst that could happen that hasn't already happened?
I been outdoors for days, getting paid in different ways
You wouldn't know money if it slapped you in your face
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Yeah
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Dunno what this food is called, but it's expensive
Babygirl, you're cute but lemme know who your friend is
Might go Cuba on Wednesday
If we do a ting, keep it hush, baby, comprende?
Don't be talkin' my business
My niggas in the bando on Christmas
My bredrin's on the run so please don't take pictures
And I been givin' her the good pipe
Her man walked in, yo, it's not what it looks like
Give man high five, kiss her goodnight
I'm in your eyesight but I'm not your type
I'm more like low life
90s baby, side partin'
Gyaldem eyeballin', all my booters dressed like a nice party
We blend in, tracksuit, camouflagin'
Left the Benz on the double parkin'
Left the ends with my likkle sweet ting
Hopped in the tinted wagon
What's the worst that could happen that hasn't already happened?
I been outdoors for days, getting paid in different ways
You wouldn't know money if it slapped you in your face
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
Yeah
I'm the high roller, bipolar, in the fly motor
