Rolli
My Rolli don't tic tok
My bag go Ching Ching
You think you fancy
Hey hey
We not the same thing
My Rolli don't tic tok
My bag go Ching Ching
You think you fancy
Hey hey
We not the same thing
My diamonds from Sal D'Errico
My villas in Puerto Rico
And all of my clothes Moschino
My buzz is up like mosquitos
My blunts are fat like burritos
And no I can't f*ck with Chicos
I be in LA with the cholos
While gwops mixing my vocals
And I get the dough with no pole
And all of my ice is rose gold
And you suckers wanna touch me
All I say is that's a no no
My Rolli don't tic tok
My bag go Ching Ching
You think you fancy
Hey hey
We not the same thing
My Rolli don't tic tok
My bag go Ching Ching
You think you fancy
Hey hey
We not the same thing
Rolli on with some rubber bands
Just a stack of a couple of dead friends
Dead presidents in my residence
Got no space for no fake friends
Phone gone ring ring
That bag goin Ching Ching
I pimped out Mary Jane
I lift that rolli playin Jane
Hey
That bitch she Puerto Rico
Fat ass from San Domingo
She shy but she a freako
Hey hey
She freaky cuz she a Leo
Got Haitians just like the Migo's
Keep that dirt inside my jean coat
Pop pop
Huh swear
My Rolli don't Tic Tok
My bag go Ching Ching
You think you fancy
Hey hey
We not the same thing
My Rolli don't Tic Tok
My bag go Ching Ching
You think you fancy
Hey hey
We not the same thing