Contrast - First Rollie (feat. Falu) Lyrics

Need my first Rollie
Already have the class
How you gonna try me
Just do me like that
Don't try to find me
I got my own plans
Right with the timing
Don't need your advance
Right with the timing
Don't need your advance
Don't make me laugh
Yo girl heard me the other day
She dropped her pants
But I don't give a damn
About easy ass
Easy peasy lemon squeezy
Mac n cheesy shit is breezy
Sleazy greasy call me
When you need me
See me on your tv Sony 4K no 1080
Step on the beat napping
Now I'm sleeping boy I never play
So stop tryna play me
I'm running in
Because I'm bat shit crazy
I might end the world
Who knows maybe save it
Sometimes people don't need savin
Ap got it started
Now I'm bout to end it
Got all the gears cranking
With the wheels pull the levers
Fuel injection high performance Super engine max that shit
I'm not tapping stack these reps
Flex my biceps pecks
Until they see me flexing
All for the glory
This my heaven stop overstepping
You squandering lazy pondering
Level up on these hoes real stylish
I got secrets no one will ever find
I did time put the real work in
They see my pain mine really hurts
Authenticity yes I'm sure
Genuine fellow dats my word
Got some stones man they huge
Just like my shoes big ones fill
Pick and choose I can draw at will
Watch me revert my aging promise
Aahhh myself I would go the hardest
I ain't never broke one yet
I'm just getting started
You already upset
You can't earn my respect
Ship sailed bitch left
Prestige worldwide
That's your next step
Man this joke I'm laughing
I seriously cannot
You can get it then you choke
I just chill and have a smoke
I'm a nice guy don't ya know
Nicest guy you ever knew
Nicest guy you ever knew
I'm a give you a f*ckin clue
I'm a call it blues clues
Now you really on that news
Call it channel nine
Got the nine I keep it locked
I just wanna make it pop
Fortune lot like it's lot
Like it's f*ckin hot I'm in the lot
I got it locked up
All theses people think they comin
Yea they comin like they shotta
Like they shot ya who shot ya
Biggie and that Pac eh
All these niggas
Know they come around
I'm like stop it
I just gotta keep it one hundred
Niggas outta pocket
I'm a have to shoot em
Hit em they eye
Hit em socket
Hit em they socket
Yeah I do it just for fun
I'm a show up on the radar
Yeah i keep it like a gun
Goin to fast hundred on the E way
Niggas need that E pay
Make it like it's free hay
Make it like it's free
Got em on they F*ckin knees
Beggin me like please
Give me all the cheddar cheese
Give me all that F*ckin guap
Give me all that F*ckin bag
I just wanna get in that whip
Yeah I do the F*ckin jag