| I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
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| Don’t even get it twisted 'cause it’s already rolled
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| Ain’t nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though
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| Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke
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| I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
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| Don’t even get it twisted 'cause it’s already rolled
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| Ain’t nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though
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| Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke
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| Uh
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| Doin' a hundred through the desert
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| Yeah my car come from the past, you could call it a time machine
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| 'Cause it’s right here in the present
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| In the game and I got leverage
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| Ain’t the same as none of you niggas
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| If I was close to you I would be 'shamed of you
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| Get a hundred mill’s what I came to do
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| I guess all this money look lame to you
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| So I spend it on shoppin', all of this shit that I’m coppin'
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| Don’t even go to the store, my outfit it ain’t even droppin'
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| Pedal to the floor, smokin' in my new SS
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| Seen a lot of bumps on the road to success
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| But that ain’t stop a nigga from cruisin' up
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| Pullin' weed out the ashtray, cuttin' the music up
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| Smokin', chillin'
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| Used to be underground but now we on top of the buildin'
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| I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls (Uh)
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| Don’t even get it twisted 'cause it’s already rolled
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| Ain’t nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though (Ha)
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| Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke (Ha)
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| I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
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| Don’t even get it twisted 'cause it’s already rolled
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| Ain’t nothin' like the rest of 'em, you rollin' with the best though
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| Rollin' up the best smoke, rollin' up the best smoke (Ha)
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| Never had a limit (Ha), small face spender (Ha)
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| Everything was cashed out, I ain’t ever rent it
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| Brown bag sinner (Ha), shawty love a winner
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| Beat that pussy up, now that pussy trendin'
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| Pull up in the dealer (Dealer) lookin' like a dealer (Dealer)
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| Young nigga, high as shit, five hundred milla
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| Need me on it? | 
| Then you gotta step the bill up (Ah)
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| Winter time, hoodie on, drop chinchilla (Ah)
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| Lookin' like a killer (Ah)
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| Used to hit the block, fiends lookin' like Thriller (Ah)
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| Shooter like Miller, nah I mean Billups (Billups)
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| Pull up in the Porsches (Porsches), bad bitch talkin' 'bout 500 horses
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| Started from the bottom, nigga was a filler (Filler)
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| Now you need my name so your show could fill up
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| Keep my cup fill up, black card to fill up
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| Nigga small-talkin', tell 'em put a mill up (Ah)
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| I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
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| Don’t even get it twisted 'cause it’s already rolled
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| Ha, ah |