"Rollin Too" lyrics
RJmrLA & Reech.FrFr Lyrics
[Reech.FrFr:]
Mm, what's your name, miss? Where you from, bae?
Say you took a lot of drugs, is you numb, bae? (Yeah)
Chevel on 32s, too, do you know Juan, bae?
If I give you the stars, moon, and the sun, bae
Guess I'm headin' out of city, you tryna roll with me? (Yeah)
Is you rollin' too? I had to hit the 110 again and again
I guess I'm rollin' too
[RJmrLA:]
I guess you goin' where I go (You know I got you)
God bless you, if you knew what I know, huh (God bless you)
I'm with you and I be in that mode (Yeah, I know)
Protect you, I'm cuffin' you but I will not arrest you
I'll fly you to a thousand islands, they undress you like you special
Designer ties, a thousand dollars, diamonds poppin' out your bezel
Up the level, got you stompin' on the devil
Like a rose petal, let the broke settle, you my gold medal
It get tricky in my city (It get tricky, in my city)
I hold your hand, just don't hold shit against me (Ah, ah)
I'm in the mirror goin' shoulders with my big me (Ooh)
Don't be no groupie 'cause that shit be givin' pick-me (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, when I'm in your city, you gotta fuck with me (Fuck with me), huh, the way I want you too
Ayy, when the 4 or 5 busy, the 110 compete (The 110 compete), huh, she said, "I know the truth"
[Reech.FrFr:]
Mm, what's your name, miss? Where you from, bae?
Say you took a lot of drugs, is you numb, bae? (Yeah)
Chevel on 32s, too, do you know Juan, bae?
If I give you the stars, moon, and the sun, bae
Guess I'm headin' out of city, you tryna roll with me? (Yeah)
Is you rollin' too? I had to hit the 110 again and again
I guess I'm rollin' too
[RJmrLA:]
Ayy, tch, we get on the road 'til your car sick (We gon' take a road trip)
Never seen me fold, I'm like a park bench (No fold shit)
We be gettin' into it when you start shit (When you start it)
You know I'm a goon and I get heartless (Woo)
You know I be movin' like a Martian (Like a Martian)
Do my lil' move, now we marchin' (Now we marchin')
Ayy, the loudest in the room be Demarcus (Demarcus)
Yeah, you fire, but what's a flame to an arson?
It get tricky in my city (It get tricky, in my city)
I hold your hand, just don't hold shit against me (Ah, ah)
I'm in the mirror goin' shoulders with my big me (Ooh)
Don't be no groupie 'cause that shit be givin' pick-me (Fort Jack)
Ayy, when I'm in your city, you gotta fuck with me (Fuck with me), huh, the way I want you too
Ayy, when the 4 or 5 busy, the 110 compete (The 110 compete), huh, she said, "I know the truth"
Mm, what's your name, miss? Where you from, bae?
Say you took a lot of drugs, is you numb, bae? (Yeah)
Chevel on 32s, too, do you know Juan, bae?
If I give you the stars, moon, and the sun, bae
Guess I'm headin' out of city, you tryna roll with me? (Yeah)
Is you rollin' too? I had to hit the 110 again and again
I guess I'm rollin' too
[RJmrLA:]
I guess you goin' where I go (You know I got you)
God bless you, if you knew what I know, huh (God bless you)
I'm with you and I be in that mode (Yeah, I know)
Protect you, I'm cuffin' you but I will not arrest you
I'll fly you to a thousand islands, they undress you like you special
Designer ties, a thousand dollars, diamonds poppin' out your bezel
Up the level, got you stompin' on the devil
Like a rose petal, let the broke settle, you my gold medal
It get tricky in my city (It get tricky, in my city)
I hold your hand, just don't hold shit against me (Ah, ah)
I'm in the mirror goin' shoulders with my big me (Ooh)
Don't be no groupie 'cause that shit be givin' pick-me (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, when I'm in your city, you gotta fuck with me (Fuck with me), huh, the way I want you too
Ayy, when the 4 or 5 busy, the 110 compete (The 110 compete), huh, she said, "I know the truth"
[Reech.FrFr:]
Mm, what's your name, miss? Where you from, bae?
Say you took a lot of drugs, is you numb, bae? (Yeah)
Chevel on 32s, too, do you know Juan, bae?
If I give you the stars, moon, and the sun, bae
Guess I'm headin' out of city, you tryna roll with me? (Yeah)
Is you rollin' too? I had to hit the 110 again and again
I guess I'm rollin' too
[RJmrLA:]
Ayy, tch, we get on the road 'til your car sick (We gon' take a road trip)
Never seen me fold, I'm like a park bench (No fold shit)
We be gettin' into it when you start shit (When you start it)
You know I'm a goon and I get heartless (Woo)
You know I be movin' like a Martian (Like a Martian)
Do my lil' move, now we marchin' (Now we marchin')
Ayy, the loudest in the room be Demarcus (Demarcus)
Yeah, you fire, but what's a flame to an arson?
It get tricky in my city (It get tricky, in my city)
I hold your hand, just don't hold shit against me (Ah, ah)
I'm in the mirror goin' shoulders with my big me (Ooh)
Don't be no groupie 'cause that shit be givin' pick-me (Fort Jack)
Ayy, when I'm in your city, you gotta fuck with me (Fuck with me), huh, the way I want you too
Ayy, when the 4 or 5 busy, the 110 compete (The 110 compete), huh, she said, "I know the truth"
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