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Uh, yeah, I'm tired
No cap
Uh, bad
Uh, I'm tired (Palaze, what you cookin'?)
Mhm, hey, ay

Met a bad bitch, put kids on her face, not childish, yeah, mhm (yeah, I'm childish)
Givenchy with the Gucci in this bitch, now they say he stylish, yeah, ooh (he stylish)
Better watch your mouth when you talk 'cause you know I get violent
Killin' anybody (brr), just caught a body, did it in silence, yeah

I told the bitch, "Roll my dope" (roll my dope)
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed (don't smoke my pack)

This big ass Glock I tote (this Glock)
Ay, this a felony (this a felony)
I don't know what the lil' bitch thought (I don't know)
She ain't gettin' no wedding ring
And I don't know why you open your legs, 'cause, bitch, you ain't getting no head from me

Roll up exotic (roll up exotic), my bitch, she a hottie, got a nice body (got a nice body)
And I met her at Follies (met her at Follies)
We went to the hotel and f*cked in the lobby (in the lobby), yeah
Roll up exotic (exotic), roll up, uh, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah, roll up exotic (exotic)
Roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah

Glock on my hip, I'ma tote, I'ma dump (brr)
Smokin' on opps, we ain't sparkin' no Runtz (bop)
Chop up his body, then put him in the trunk
Been there for some weeks, he start smelling like a skunk
F*ck the police and then f*ck Donald Trump (boom)
Who was there when I was posted in the slums? (Boom)
Thirteen, but this gun got a drum
Man, I swear to God it's murder where I'm from

I told the bitch, "Roll my dope" (roll my dope)
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed (ha ha)

Oh, you pressed now?
Open up your mouth with your neck now
We finna f*ck all night, bitch, it's bedtime (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm finna f*ck like I just did fed time
But I'm a juvie, just shot a movie in a Jacuzzi (Jacuzzi)

Roll up exotic (roll up exotic), my bitch, she a hottie, got a nice body (got a nice body)
And I met her at Follies (met her at Follies)
We went to the hotel and f*cked in the lobby (in the lobby), yeah
Roll up exotic (exotic), roll up, uh, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah, roll up exotic (exotic)
Roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah

I told the bitch, "Roll my dope"
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed
I told the bitch, "Roll my dope"
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed

NLE the top shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
Ha, nah, nah
Roll up exotic, roll up, uh, roll up exotic
Yeah, roll up exotic, roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah
Roll up exotic, roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic
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Uh, yeah, I'm tired
No cap
Uh, bad
Uh, I'm tired (Palaze, what you cookin'?)
Mhm, hey, ay

Met a bad bitch, put kids on her face, not childish, yeah, mhm (yeah, I'm childish)
Givenchy with the Gucci in this bitch, now they say he stylish, yeah, ooh (he stylish)
Better watch your mouth when you talk 'cause you know I get violent
Killin' anybody (brr), just caught a body, did it in silence, yeah

I told the bitch, "Roll my dope" (roll my dope)
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed (don't smoke my pack)

This big ass Glock I tote (this Glock)
Ay, this a felony (this a felony)
I don't know what the lil' bitch thought (I don't know)
She ain't gettin' no wedding ring
And I don't know why you open your legs, 'cause, bitch, you ain't getting no head from me

Roll up exotic (roll up exotic), my bitch, she a hottie, got a nice body (got a nice body)
And I met her at Follies (met her at Follies)
We went to the hotel and f*cked in the lobby (in the lobby), yeah
Roll up exotic (exotic), roll up, uh, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah, roll up exotic (exotic)
Roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah

Glock on my hip, I'ma tote, I'ma dump (brr)
Smokin' on opps, we ain't sparkin' no Runtz (bop)
Chop up his body, then put him in the trunk
Been there for some weeks, he start smelling like a skunk
F*ck the police and then f*ck Donald Trump (boom)
Who was there when I was posted in the slums? (Boom)
Thirteen, but this gun got a drum
Man, I swear to God it's murder where I'm from

I told the bitch, "Roll my dope" (roll my dope)
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed (ha ha)

Oh, you pressed now?
Open up your mouth with your neck now
We finna f*ck all night, bitch, it's bedtime (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm finna f*ck like I just did fed time
But I'm a juvie, just shot a movie in a Jacuzzi (Jacuzzi)

Roll up exotic (roll up exotic), my bitch, she a hottie, got a nice body (got a nice body)
And I met her at Follies (met her at Follies)
We went to the hotel and f*cked in the lobby (in the lobby), yeah
Roll up exotic (exotic), roll up, uh, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah, roll up exotic (exotic)
Roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah

I told the bitch, "Roll my dope"
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed
I told the bitch, "Roll my dope"
But, bitch, don't smoke my weed

NLE the top shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda
Ha, nah, nah
Roll up exotic, roll up, uh, roll up exotic
Yeah, roll up exotic, roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic (exotic), yeah
Roll up exotic, roll up it, roll up the, roll up exotic
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Writer: Bryson Potts, Christoffer Buchardt Marcussen, Daniel Nduwimana
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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