Rolling Up Piedmont

[Verse 1]
I-i-i-i-it was just the two of us, laughing, playing truth or dare
Messy hair, [?] mascara, running down, 'tyou don't care
Ashtrays and cigarettes, dim lights and silhouettes
Getting hard not to stare, you sitting here in 'em underwear
Look good

[Refrain]
But this just ain't right
But seeing always never been too easy
You know what happens every time you see me
We enjoy it but the shit so wrong

[Verse 2]
Threw my heart in a overnight bag, won't need it 'til the morning, uh
I won't need it 'til the morning, nah, can't leave it in the morning, uh
She left her house with a skirt so short, and her heels so tall
To a city with a dream so big, niggas seem so small
And this is living for us, unlimited lust and luxury cars
Black Hollywood is the playground, drinking at the monkey bars
What is strange is to stay the night, hoping brain might make it right
Welcome, to the West Wing, just another day in the life
Just another hotel bar, another weekend, the saga continues
"What's on your radar love, say (Say), what's on the menu?"
Couple pills, for the pain, maybe shades, for your shame
And a different face, but the same old name

[Chorus]
Piedmont (Piedmont)
Rolling up Piedmont (Piedmont)
Rolling up Piedmont, rolling up, uh (Rolling up)
We rolling up, uh (Rolling up)
We rolling up but I'm lay— (Uh)

[Verse 3]
Driving slow on cobblestones, I'm moving in slow motion
Awfully faded, intoxicated off poisons and potions
Everywhere, legs in air, begging me to move faster
Hands are where your pants are, my sex drive is NASCAR
Proceed with caution, I'm speeding off, damn I'm driving reckless
Trying to get off tonight, well we looking for your exit
Well we don't do directions, we don't do Durexes
Them rubbers made by Firestone, shit's all defective
Them accidents be happening when you don't use your brain (Brain)
Conditions got wetter than a nigga hydroplane ('Plane)
And then you get burned, uh, by your old flame
On the mirror, in the morning with some lipstick wit' a name

[Chorus]
Piedmont (Piedmont)
Rolling up Piedmont (Piedmont)
Rolling up Piedmont, rolling up, uh (Rolling up)
We rolling up, uh (Rolling up)
We rolling up but I'm lay— (Uh)

[Verse 4]
She says her ex man's a hater and as we drinking
I had some emancipator, and now we linking (Yeah)
Her and her bitches either missing or they weake-ning
Met her on her day in, it turned into my weekend fling
Baby was dope as fuck, phone me up, I'm over there
If you underage, baby, please keep on your underwear
Overweight hoes that shit they ass like it's Ovaltine
Usually rolling wit' the team, now I'm on my [?]
Rolling up some Boveda, what you know good over there?
Hol' up while she throwing up, damn I gotta hold her hair (Uh)
Sloppy and drunk, call me a punk, I call her a bitch, uh
All in the fight, gotta call it a night, this shi— uh

[Refrain]
Uh, but this just ain't right
But seeing always never been too easy
You know what happens every time you see me
We enjoy it but the shit so wrong