Roll My Weed Lyrics
[Verse 1 Rabbit]
I just wanna cop that bank
Ride through my city 15% tint
I just wanna rep DC
10 blocks from the rocks stay state prob no rent
I just wanna make hoes mad schoolin' these bummies
They ain't got no class
I'm so flex back make a bitch go def
Make a bitch fear death she dont have my cash
I just wanna walk runway
Bottom red bottom means daffodils
It's a hundred talk speech cash for real
Sip a hundred proof that swag just spilled
Swagger overflowing in the VIP in VIP
V.I.P we going throwing these hoes know me by my name
I'm the one that they followed
And then I just married Dawanna
[Hook]
I just wanna roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke
I just wanna roll my weed smoke my
Weed roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
And mind my fuckin' business bitch
[Verse 2 Rabbit]
Hold up she a wanna be
Shawty bout that oh I just wanna see
I just wanna say fuck all my enemies
And any friend of them ain't no fucking friend of me
He cute I think i wanna leave
I just wanna nut he just wanna see
All these strap niggas wanna trap me
I just want it real good from the back please
So cliche' but I wanna be free
I just wanna I just wanna shake this ass
Pop that I just wanna take his cash
Get the ghost if it take locate his cash
Pookie said I just wanna rock iced out D1 chain oh so rocky
Hollywood swag they just wanna block me it be and be lighter then to stop me
[Hook]
I just wanna roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke
I just wanna roll my weed smoke my
Weed roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
And mind my fuckin' business bitch
[Verse 3 Young Chris]
I just wanna roll up pour up
Match it put the pole up pockets swoll up too much money to fold up
Bentz roll up and tell your friends to hold up
Them boys turned down over there we bout to go up
Tore up floor up stadium throwing doe up
Red carpet at you when ever D1 show up
I don't even travel let driver pick the ho up
Red at the bottom shoe lift the sole up
Matching with the P hat Rabbit where the tree at
Making of a hit Ric Love where the beat at
Sweet airmactic only old G tho little sour too if its green like Cee-Lo
Kane on pope lock ran to the smoke shop
Flew ahead private back stuartist is my co-pilot
Guess who's that nigga in the drop when the coat drop
Dope spot bitch i make a whole lot
[Hook]
I just wanna roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke
I just wanna roll my weed smoke my
Weed roll my weed smoke my weed
Roll my weed smoke my weed
And mind my fuckin' business bitch