I got the formula
I mob I roll through tough
I'm turning souls to dust
You hurting boy, you stuck
I do my thing, I don't stress
You pale like Dracula
You can't walk miles, you run laps
I jog with stamina
I got the formula
I mob I roll through tough
I'm turning souls to dust
You hurting boy, you stuck
I do my thing, I don't stress
You pale like Dracula
You can't walk miles, you run laps
I jog with stamina
Said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I'm feeling like Michael f*ck Jordan, I walk on the moon in these Nikes
My heart is blue so you know that I'm true tell a hater come find me
I feel at home the most when I'm surrounded by fine art and nice things
But I'm still gutta and you can ask your mother, she know about my steez
She notice that eerie glow
Nobody quite like me I'm curio
I got the psyche of ten heroes
So she want to bite I say here it go
Your bankroll the size of a Cheerio
Used to be in that scenario
But I done flexed up 'cause of stereos
Now I'm so fresh like an embryo
I tell these niggas back back, yeah
I can't cut them no slack, no
I took the test and I passed
Now I'm touring across the map
I swear I came a long way
And I still got places to go
I'm having fun, wish I could stay
But I just need some time to grow
I got the formula
I mob I roll through tough
I'm turning souls to dust
You hurting boy, you stuck
I do my thing, I don't stress
You pale like Dracula
You can't walk miles, you run laps
I jog with stamina
Said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
I said I'm rolling rolling
Like Rolie Polie Olie yay
Pull up and then I say Oy!
Me a big man, you a boy
I am the bomb, you decoy
You lie on yourself like Detroit
I want commas, get to the point
I'm a backwood you a joint
I don't got time for the politics
So I get brolic and lift up my voice
I got a lot, I want more
I do my job, never chore
I see no evil like Kane
But I know we all got a choice
I got a lot, I want more
I do my job, never chore
I see no evil like Kane
But I know we all got a choice