Roll Out

[Hook]
Bro got packs, put it in the back, yeah
Touch down on ends, 'bout to pull up in a cab
Mix and blend, all them man pretend, yeah
Still got my friends yeah, all up in the ends
So we don’t chat just roll out
Put my team on the map then roll out
All dressed in black then roll out
No we don’t take crap just roll out
So we don’t chat just roll out
Put my team on the map then roll out
All dressed in black then roll out
No we don’t take crap just roll out

[Verse 1]
Cro got the kid in the zone
Bitch I’m the king in the throne
I got a million flows and my drillers
Pull up and start killing ‘em slow
I was tryna stack some P’s
How you gonna chat ‘bout me
Pull up in a cab ‘round 3:00
Stand up in the background please
You do your ting but I did it already
Air out your calls when you’re ringing my celly
I was off air now they’ll see me on telly
Died and come back I feel like Machiavelli
I don’t need no other
Getting peanuts making peanut butter
Pussy nigga did I even stutter
Can’t see nobody like I’m Stevie Wonder
I got black shades on my damn face
Move out of my damn way
When these man are getting out of line
Better fall back in your damn place
When I bop through, day ones man I got you
I swear down on dad, mum, on granny’s grave
And God too, man I got you
See the way that we’re chasing the bands boy
Looking like fans of a boyband
This year I just wanna see grands boy
Nah I ain’t talking about a grankid
Wanna see grands kid
Move like a bandit everyday I’m tryna get bands in
She said I’m better than her X-Men
Coz I hold the cards like Gambit

[Hook]
Bro got packs, put it in the back, yeah
Touch down on ends, 'bout to pull up in a cab
Mix and blend, all them man pretend, yeah
Still got my friends yeah, all up in the ends
So we don’t chat just roll out
Put my team on the map then roll out
All dressed in black then roll out
No we don’t take crap just roll out
So we don’t chat just roll out
Put my team on the map then roll out
All dressed in black then roll out
No we don’t take crap just roll out

[Verse 2]
Man fuck these donnies and their fake feelings
Chasing money til I’m waist deep in
Hella tired but I ain’t sleeping
I’m a young angel when I face demons
Where’s Cass man I ain’t seen him
Competition no I ain’t seen ‘em
Life’s a movie, check the late screening
It’s horror movie but I ain’t screaming, I just stay seated
They would eat and wouldn’t save me nothing
Guess they never used rate me fuck ‘em
I ain’t talking ‘bout no Funky House
But I really got some Crazy Cousins
And, where’s my cape man, pull up save the day man
Got a little change now all my niggas changed man
Very strange man, shit is very strange
Talking shit behind my back
And to my face they’d never say
So lemme just sit down coz I can’t stand ‘em
Tell a man stand up like I’m Luda
Your girl kiss you but she uck me
Now I call her Dyson like a hoover
Boy I’m taking first place byou’re a loser
And let ‘em all observe ways I manoeuvre
You was doing #HurtBae for the views cuz
While I was doing dirt race in a Uber
Always been the black sheep, ooh
See the way I pull up in a black jeep, ooh yeah
They where laughing at me, ooh
Now I run shit I’m an athlete, ooh yeah

[Hook]
Bro got packs, put it in the back, yeah
Touch down on ends, 'bout to pull up in a cab
Mix and blend, all them man pretend, yeah
Still got my friends yeah, all up in the ends
So we don’t chat just roll out
Put my team on the map then roll out
All dressed in black then roll out
No we don’t take crap just roll out
So we don’t chat just roll out
Put my team on the map then roll out
All dressed in black then roll out
No we don’t take crap just roll out