"LENT ROLLER" lyrics
Turn it up, turn it up, ayy
I'm way too fresh to be fightin' with these lil' niggas
I'd much rather let down the window, got a button on all my pistols, uh
Of course you gon' text, I need motion, no "I miss yous"
I done ran up a bag so much, I'm married to the game, I done made it official
Canadian tux, are you Denim? Are you done with the tears?
I'm puttin' mines on, I'm takin' hers off, I'm hittin' that ho from the rear, woah, what?
Gave her deluxe, now the little bitch doin' too much
She lick the sweat off my body, she gettin' geeked up and it ring out her ears
Keep me a K, three of them, so I guess Ku Klux
He wanted a Rolls, a Phantom, he turned to a ghost as soon as it bust (Uh, uh)
Keep me a muzzle in case she talk too much
I ain't here for none of that yappin' and yappin' and yappin', I just came to fuck
Uh, booted up, geekin', I'm out of my body, that Perky kickin' in, I don't even fight it
Niggas be talkin' 'bout beef and static, we don't even see 'em, that shit wasn't solid
Lot of water on my wrist, more water, 'bouta hand more double-L molly, uh
Slide on an opp, that's tango down, hit bravo, ten-four charlie
Ain't walk in this ho, the pack get paid for, we walk through, they payin' me properly (Properly)
Adrenaline junkie, I'm wired, I'm geekin', lil' baby, I fight with my body
She'll come to the dark side, convince a lil' bitch to come join Illuminati, uh
I don't give a shit like what they be doin' to models when they get decided
I'm way too fresh to be fightin' with these lil' niggas
I'd much rather let down the window, got a button on all my pistols, uh
Of course you gon' text, I need motion, no "I miss yous"
I done ran up a bag so much, I'm married to the game, I done made it official
Canadian tux, are you Denim? Are you done with the tears?
I'm puttin' mines on, I'm takin' hers off, I'm hittin' that ho from the rear, woah, what?
Gave her deluxe, now the little bitch doin' too much
She lick the sweat off my body, she gettin' geeked up and it ring out her ears
I'm way too fresh to be fightin' with these lil' niggas
I'd much rather let down the window, got a button on all my pistols, uh
Of course you gon' text, I need motion, no "I miss yous"
I done ran up a bag so much, I'm married to the game, I done made it official
Canadian tux, are you Denim? Are you done with the tears?
I'm puttin' mines on, I'm takin' hers off, I'm hittin' that ho from the rear, woah, what?
Gave her deluxe, now the little bitch doin' too much
She lick the sweat off my body, she gettin' geeked up and it ring out her ears
Keep me a K, three of them, so I guess Ku Klux
He wanted a Rolls, a Phantom, he turned to a ghost as soon as it bust (Uh, uh)
Keep me a muzzle in case she talk too much
I ain't here for none of that yappin' and yappin' and yappin', I just came to fuck
Uh, booted up, geekin', I'm out of my body, that Perky kickin' in, I don't even fight it
Niggas be talkin' 'bout beef and static, we don't even see 'em, that shit wasn't solid
Lot of water on my wrist, more water, 'bouta hand more double-L molly, uh
Slide on an opp, that's tango down, hit bravo, ten-four charlie
Ain't walk in this ho, the pack get paid for, we walk through, they payin' me properly (Properly)
Adrenaline junkie, I'm wired, I'm geekin', lil' baby, I fight with my body
She'll come to the dark side, convince a lil' bitch to come join Illuminati, uh
I don't give a shit like what they be doin' to models when they get decided
I'm way too fresh to be fightin' with these lil' niggas
I'd much rather let down the window, got a button on all my pistols, uh
Of course you gon' text, I need motion, no "I miss yous"
I done ran up a bag so much, I'm married to the game, I done made it official
Canadian tux, are you Denim? Are you done with the tears?
I'm puttin' mines on, I'm takin' hers off, I'm hittin' that ho from the rear, woah, what?
Gave her deluxe, now the little bitch doin' too much
She lick the sweat off my body, she gettin' geeked up and it ring out her ears
