Roll A Dutch

What’s his name?
OUHBOY (Ouhboy)
Yeah, It’s great

[EISHYAHERD]
Bro, got me fucked up
Wait til’ I get my money straight, then you fucked up
Put a dumb bitch in her fuckin’ place, that tough love
Rollin’ around in the “E”, with a pack of that skunk stuff
You niggas smokin’ cilantro
Got me a dragon, who say that she party
My nigga, I turn into Pop Smoke
And she gotta fatty, I swear that I’ll wreck it
I told her to run me the top
Baby, you love me or not
Think she in-love with my rocks
I think it’s the way that I flex in these Crocs
(Ooh, Yeah)
You niggas with Crocs, fuckin’ with no socks
Eishyaherd on the block, call cops
Fall back, lil’ nigga, you a flop
Call back, if the bitch got a drop
Hard astro, gold ass watch
Tall grass and the snakes, they flock
My demons and angles, they dance to this
Lil’ nigga, you watch
(Yeah) Shoutsout to my squad
Wagwan, to my block

Moonrock
Smoke good, eat good
Make your, “boo” watch
Fuck you niggas thought this was
This ain’t no schoolyard
I can show you how to do it (How to do it, yeah, aye, how to do it)
Roll that fuckin’ Dutch, man, my niggas smokin’ stars in this bitch
Roll that Dutch up, my niggas smokin’ stars in this bitch
Roll that Dutch up, nigga go to Mars in this bitch
Roll that Dutch up (Roll that Dutch up)

[Dior Don]
Don’t try to act slick, young jhit, you a python
Big Don, fuck nigga, I’m an icon
Bitch, I’m below 35 with my ice on
I just want to fuck, I’m not a shoulder you can cry on
Shawty want to get freaky with the lights on
Give her the pipe, I got something you can ride on
Shawty want to get freaky with the lights on
Give her the pipe, I got something you can (Wait)
Giuseppe K, 2k, don’t step on it
Woke up with money on my mind, cause I slept on it
Put a price on his head, then we bet on it
Drivin’ through the night, see an opp, so we crept on him
I feel like a god
Don’t tread on me
You was talkin’ gang so much, where the rest of em’
Walk in the party, air it out, I keep a tec on me
Bust on a bitch, like confetti
Grippin’ on her thigh while she’s driving, keep it steady
Finna hit the party, let me know when your ready
Hangin’ with the bro’s, so she know that I’m petty
Puff one to the face, smoke my greens, eat my veggies
Like my bitches independent, pass em’ if they get too friendly
Totin’ automatics, lever lackin’, we got plenty
And your bro’s, ain’t your bro’s, if they hate to see you winnin’ (Facts)