Hah
I heard they wanna book me, you can hit up Mr. Roll
Mr. Roll, Woah
Woah, TQ, Woah
Hit the mall to buy a suit and some Cinnabon
Godfather to two kids, but I ain't got none
And my name holdin' weight, so they calling me the Don
She says that I'm the bomb, all I need is .com
But before I dive in, I gotta get my feet wet
And before we begin, let's run it back like reset
Sent this track to Cory Rose, he loaded my presets
And they used to pick me last in the games at recess
Hah, who? when? in elementary
Weak in the knees, they had me begging for a spot, please
Keep my record clean, cause I like my name Scott Free
Me, myself, and I, now you're looking at the top three
And if I throw down half, I know that Pizz' got the other half covered
If it's fire, let it breathe, you can't let the flame smother
Dirty deeds with my brothers, so unique like no other
In the sheets, undercover, she's a freak, not a lover
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
Hah, I just rolled a fat L and I faced it
And it's so good, they thinkin' that we laced it
Medical grade, but I'm not a patient
And I need it now, 'cause I got no patience
I was digging through my memories, I'm having flashbacks
High grade for the low, you can never match that
Rollin' L's out of O's, hit it once and pass that
I was living in the past, but I'm moving past that
Look, I put you in the studio, I paid for that time slot
I Think it's kinda shady, tellin' people we buy bots
I keep it real tight, close ties when we tie knots
I'm in a VIP booth, better known as a skybox
I heard they wanna book me, you can hit up Mr. Roll
All I see is green, hit the gas and I go
They used to overlook me, now they stop when they scroll
You can smell it down the hill, down the street, down the road
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
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Hah
I heard they wanna book me, you can hit up Mr. Roll
Mr. Roll, Woah
Woah, TQ, Woah
Hit the mall to buy a suit and some Cinnabon
Godfather to two kids, but I ain't got none
And my name holdin' weight, so they calling me the Don
She says that I'm the bomb, all I need is .com
But before I dive in, I gotta get my feet wet
And before we begin, let's run it back like reset
Sent this track to Cory Rose, he loaded my presets
And they used to pick me last in the games at recess
Hah, who? when? in elementary
Weak in the knees, they had me begging for a spot, please
Keep my record clean, cause I like my name Scott Free
Me, myself, and I, now you're looking at the top three
And if I throw down half, I know that Pizz' got the other half covered
If it's fire, let it breathe, you can't let the flame smother
Dirty deeds with my brothers, so unique like no other
In the sheets, undercover, she's a freak, not a lover
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
Hah, I just rolled a fat L and I faced it
And it's so good, they thinkin' that we laced it
Medical grade, but I'm not a patient
And I need it now, 'cause I got no patience
I was digging through my memories, I'm having flashbacks
High grade for the low, you can never match that
Rollin' L's out of O's, hit it once and pass that
I was living in the past, but I'm moving past that
Look, I put you in the studio, I paid for that time slot
I Think it's kinda shady, tellin' people we buy bots
I keep it real tight, close ties when we tie knots
I'm in a VIP booth, better known as a skybox
I heard they wanna book me, you can hit up Mr. Roll
All I see is green, hit the gas and I go
They used to overlook me, now they stop when they scroll
You can smell it down the hill, down the street, down the road
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
I heard they wanna book me, you can hit up Mr. Roll
Mr. Roll, Woah
Woah, TQ, Woah
Hit the mall to buy a suit and some Cinnabon
Godfather to two kids, but I ain't got none
And my name holdin' weight, so they calling me the Don
She says that I'm the bomb, all I need is .com
But before I dive in, I gotta get my feet wet
And before we begin, let's run it back like reset
Sent this track to Cory Rose, he loaded my presets
And they used to pick me last in the games at recess
Hah, who? when? in elementary
Weak in the knees, they had me begging for a spot, please
Keep my record clean, cause I like my name Scott Free
Me, myself, and I, now you're looking at the top three
And if I throw down half, I know that Pizz' got the other half covered
If it's fire, let it breathe, you can't let the flame smother
Dirty deeds with my brothers, so unique like no other
In the sheets, undercover, she's a freak, not a lover
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
Hah, I just rolled a fat L and I faced it
And it's so good, they thinkin' that we laced it
Medical grade, but I'm not a patient
And I need it now, 'cause I got no patience
I was digging through my memories, I'm having flashbacks
High grade for the low, you can never match that
Rollin' L's out of O's, hit it once and pass that
I was living in the past, but I'm moving past that
Look, I put you in the studio, I paid for that time slot
I Think it's kinda shady, tellin' people we buy bots
I keep it real tight, close ties when we tie knots
I'm in a VIP booth, better known as a skybox
I heard they wanna book me, you can hit up Mr. Roll
All I see is green, hit the gas and I go
They used to overlook me, now they stop when they scroll
You can smell it down the hill, down the street, down the road
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
8oz filet mignon, need some pork with my steak
Practice what I'm preachin' and I'm preachin' to the prey
I just threw a party and it lasted all day
Now I'm floatin' on a boat in the middle of a lake
Writer: Thomas Stieren
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid