Lyrics Yola Rola - Kane Grocerys

Yola Rola

Whaaa, whaaaa?
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
Ay
Doo-doo-doo Doo!
Skew, skew!
Skeeeeew!
Skeeeeew!
Doo-doo-doo Doo!
Whoaaaa
Coca-Cola yola
Motorola motorola, whoa
I be with my brodies, we be riding 4G'z
We be hittin' corners, we be smokin' doja
Swervin' foreign whips, we don’t get pulled ova'
Coca-Cola yola, hit my motorola
Coca-Cola yola, hit my motorola
Boost Mobile shorty, flip phone on me
Choppa on me hip, don’t run up up on me
Might lick you down with this choppa on me
Young Seven got the clip, and he with the shits
Out West ignant, and they with the shits
I’m out rollin', bustin' off the pills
Feel like BG, bling bling bling
My choppa go ding ding, it love to sing to me
Money be with me, money hang with me
It ain’t nothin' it ain’t a thing to me
Boy you bluffin', I know you fugazi
Smoke a nigga quick when I’m off the lazy
I don’t give a fuck, the streets raised me
Now I’m ridin' 4G'z smokin' doja
I told ya I’m a Soulja
Goth Money Soulja
I be with my brodies, we be riding 4G'z
We be hittin' corners, we be smokin' doja
Swervin' foreign whips, we don’t get pulled ova'
Coca-Cola yola, hit my motorola