Rollin’

[Verse 1: TripVZ]

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Peeps on the internet think they trollin'
Got a trophy, I knew it's golden (huh?)
Makin' bank, call it dinero
[?], I was no hero
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Got me pressin' my buttons
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Got y'all youngin's frontin
Music how, I know it's bumpin'
Got my music shufflin'
On the grind, I know I'm hustlin'
Got y'all youngin's buggin'
Can't sprint a mile, got y'all huffin'
Call me propane, I know I'm on fire
Got y'all youngin's rollin' like tires (ay ayy)
Call me trash, I know y'all liars
Blowing up just like geysers
Got your girl wet like the ocean
Brewin' up, call this shit a potion
Y'all not slick, need some lotion
[?] fuckin' your bitch while coastin'
Move back, I know it's my city
Stole that, just out of pity
You a bitch, lookin' like Mickey
Iced out, I know I'm drippin'
White boy coming from Hilo
Made a buck sellin' a Kilo
Hold up with my camillo
This ain't from the streets though (huh?)

[Verse 2: EquiNox]

Boy I been out here and askin’ ‘em who want it
Shot at his top and you know the cap flew off it
Flow is so sick you could prolly catch flu off it
Ain’t a bar tеnder, still serving thesе dudes shots and
You know I’m hittin’ the liquor way too often
Prolly the reason they sayin’ my mood toxic
You bitches never could run with the new sonics
Say the wrong thing and I’m gettin to crew droppin’

Boy I got the boldest temper
And my heart acclimated to the coldest temperatures
The pain from the past mean my soul been tempered
But you bitches never hear me like the boy been censored
And I’m comin’ for the crown and the royal scepter
Getting everything I earn when I destroy a record
If you really wanna fight I’ll turn your boys to specters
Get it hard to run your mouth when your jaw been checked first, look

I been stayin’ low-key though (yeah)
Stackin’ up all the bread and the C-notes (yeah)
But if a pussy ever wanna come and try to run their mouth
I’ll put a dot on the square like it’s bingo (whoa)
When the thing blow, I’m cappin’ who runnin’
Don’t fake with the blick when I’m packin’ up one and
I’m burning to crop all the actin’ from rubbish
Like Bernie I’m once again askin’ who want it with-

(ME) the coldest to do it, you fuck with the
(TEAM), we drawin’ your nooses, so best get those
(FEET) up and on the move or you all finna
(BLEED) hit em up with the tool and you know that I
(DE-) -stroy, everything up on a
(BEAT) boy, got a lot of shots to
(DE-) -ploy, everyone catchin’ a
(BEAM) point when I squeeze on em

I don’t need drama but it seems odd
How I be on it, and it’s regardless
If I speak on it all these biancas
Want a beef started when they weak-hearted
I don’t need another target on my back when rappin’
Blast your faction if you wanna scrap, it’s facts and
You bastards really gonna catch a ratchet
Got you cats in caskets when I’m back in action
I’m gone