Rolls by Fredo Santana
Rolls by Fredo Santana

Rolls

Fredo Santana * Track #1 On Walking Legend 2

Rolls Lyrics

[Chorus]
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
'Member posted on the block sellin' coke
Now, I get them bricks and get 'em for the low
I just spent some racks and finna get some more
I just ran into a opp, I'm finna score
I just ran into a plug, I'm finna grow
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls

[Verse]
New money, new guns, I be on some new shit
Bitch ain't like to suck dick, this is why I got a new bitch
Sneak dissin' on the gang, can die with your loose lips
I be on some rich shit, takin' big trips
Smokin' cookie with your bitch, on a cruise ship
Slid my clothes on, told her "I'll be back", I'm lyin', yeah, I dipped (Hahaha)
On some smooth shit, never lack, keep the gat, I cannot die (No)
Heal my life, I can't lose it
These bitches can't get wifed, man, these bitches, they be choosin'
Kobe in the 4th quarter, pass me the gun, I'm shootin'
Mike Tyson, bite your ear off, yeah, I chew it
Super savage, bite a nigga face off, then I chew it (Haha)

[Chorus]
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
'Member posted on the block sellin' coke
Now, I get them bricks and get 'em for the low
I just spent some racks and finna get some more
I just ran into a opp, I'm finna score
I just ran into a plug, I'm finna grow
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls

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