Lyrics Rollin' - MIST, Burna Boy

Rollin'

Me and my people be rollin'
Scheming on you and your homies
Very first day of summer
All chromed out in a Hummer, bae
Me and my people be rollin'
Scheming on you and your homies
Me and my people be rollin'
All chromed out in a Hummer, bae
I’m like whoa, na na na na na na na (Ya nah)
She wan' wine with a boss (She wan' wine)
Why can’t I spark in the dance (Why can’t I?)
Champagne, not wine, that’s class (That's classy)
Na na na na na na na (Ya nah)
We don’t have to go to the bar (No, we don’t)
Smoke, but I don’t smoke in my car
Just done two-hundred on the Autobahn like vrooom
Came a long way from the slum
Straight outta Birmingham
Glass full of rum
Gyal wan' share pumpum
It’s for the lads, I don’t really want none (Bow bow bow bow)
Rollin' (Rollin'), rollin' (Rollin')
Whole of the gangdem patrollin' (Whoa)
I’m in the dance with my coat in
I ain’t dance but I just had a, now I’m floatin' (Ahhh)
Me and my people be rollin'
Scheming on you and your homies
Me and my people be rollin'
All chromed out in a Hummer, bae
(Everybody-dy-body-body-dy-body-dy-body-body)
Killin' di scene
Yo, this drip on my neck make me feel like I’m under di sea
Better believe
I’m tryna ride bareback if I see seh di pumpum clean
'Cause I’m a freak
I make your girl go wild if I show her my new tactic
New pumpum league
I’m in a different league
I make a sound like beat
When man ah beat the pum like a drum
Guhduhgun guhduhgun guhduhgun
Guhduhgum in di room
No clothes, only shoes, Jimmy Choos, gimme pumpum
Four gyal ah deh minimum (Bow bow bow bow)
Rollin' (Rollin'), rollin' (Rollin')
Big money stacks I’m holdin'
Gelato 41 I’m rollin'
Only the facts I’m tolding
Me and my people be rollin'
Scheming on you and your homies
Me and my people be rollin'
All chromed out in a Hummer, bae
(Fred again…)
(Toddla T producky)
Rollin' (Rollin'), rollin' (Rollin')
Whole of the gangdem patrollin'