| I’m rollin', she callin', she stalkin'
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| My phone and, I don’t answer
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| I keep declining
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| She keep whinin' on my line and
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| I’m like go, I’m on the road
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| I’m fuckin' hoes, I’m countin' rolls
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| And you know, how it glo'
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| With the glo, we get dough
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| She rollin', gold diggin'
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| She call me, I’m on it
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| Talkin' shit, my bitch
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| She calling me, block list
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| Thot bitch, opp shit
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| She can’t come home no more
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| I say she on the opp shit
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| Can’t call my phone no more
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| Said the bitch wanna fuck with a no name
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| He a straight goofy, he so lame
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| Sippin' on the act, that’s codeine
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| Sit back catch a nut, that’s protein
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| OTF bitch that’s, Glo Gang
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| Got 20k stuffed in these Balmain’s
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| Broke ass nigga keep talking
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| You ain’t gang gang, gang gang, gang
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| I’m rollin', she callin', she stalkin'
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| My phone and, I don’t answer
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| I keep declining
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| She keep whinin' on my line and
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| I’m like go, I’m on the road
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| I’m fuckin' hoes, I’m countin' rolls
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| And you know, how it glo'
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| With the glo, we get dough
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| Smokin' dope, ridin' slow
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| When I ride fast, cops on my ass
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| So I know, ride cautious
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| Cars be stalkin', cars be honkin'
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| Like my hoes, they be on my ass
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| They just want my cash, they just wanna brag
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| I can’t loan they ass, I ain’t on that man
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| I got lots of gwap, and you know that man
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| I send lot of shots, and you know that man
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| I been doing this shit since 08 man
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| Sellin' D, know that man
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| Ain’t nothin' to me, I been doin' that man
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| I’m rollin', she callin', she stalkin'
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| My phone and, I don’t answer
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| I keep declining
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| She keep whinin' on my line and
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| I’m like go, I’m on the road
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| I’m fuckin' hoes, I’m countin' rolls
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| And you know, how it glo'
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| With the glo, we get dough
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| I got the gang with me
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| No opp shit but they can’t hang with me
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| She got to pay for this dick bitch
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| You can’t come hang for free
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| I ain’t talkin' bout the app
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| No nigga in the city come hang with me
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| Niggas try to rob but I keep my chain with me
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| That shit dead, nigga who scared?
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| No Su-Wu, how we move, no purp, so we sip red
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| Shawty wanna ride with a real nigga
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| Shawty gone die for a real nigga
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| Shawty won’t lie to a real nigga
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| But she rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
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| I’m rollin', she callin', she stalkin'
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| My phone and, I don’t answer
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| I keep declining
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| She keep whinin' on my line and
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| I’m like go, I’m on the road
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| I’m fuckin' hoes, I’m countin' rolls
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| And you know, how it glo'
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| With the glo, we get dough |