She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
F&N, keep it close to me
30 rounds, talking you and me
Only fan, but she love the team
Hah
Double R, in the wraith with me
Got too many scars and they shaped in hearts
Started hating on my name when I made this far
Tryna lock me a in cage, it's some prison bars
But now they calling me the great, like I'm a Genghis Khan
Yeah, yeah
And I'm doing me, so just keep doing you
I'm keeping my distance, been keeping my cool
They peep on the low tryna what we do
I stay on the track, but won't run after you
True shit
But I started from the bottom, and I made it to the top
Sort of lost my ways, so I left it up to God
Yeah, so I left it up to God
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
Got bitches all on, learned bitches ain't shit
So I'm cuffed to the money, like chains, my wrist
On my mind you been running, I gambled took risked
But I gotta stay moving, not stuck, motionless
Feel no emotion, she on me like lotion, thought I was in love, had me drinking up the potions
Thought she was the one for me, dripped you in designer things, like division, put you over me
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
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She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
F&N, keep it close to me
30 rounds, talking you and me
Only fan, but she love the team
Hah
Double R, in the wraith with me
Got too many scars and they shaped in hearts
Started hating on my name when I made this far
Tryna lock me a in cage, it's some prison bars
But now they calling me the great, like I'm a Genghis Khan
Yeah, yeah
And I'm doing me, so just keep doing you
I'm keeping my distance, been keeping my cool
They peep on the low tryna what we do
I stay on the track, but won't run after you
True shit
But I started from the bottom, and I made it to the top
Sort of lost my ways, so I left it up to God
Yeah, so I left it up to God
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
Got bitches all on, learned bitches ain't shit
So I'm cuffed to the money, like chains, my wrist
On my mind you been running, I gambled took risked
But I gotta stay moving, not stuck, motionless
Feel no emotion, she on me like lotion, thought I was in love, had me drinking up the potions
Thought she was the one for me, dripped you in designer things, like division, put you over me
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
F&N, keep it close to me
30 rounds, talking you and me
Only fan, but she love the team
Hah
Double R, in the wraith with me
Got too many scars and they shaped in hearts
Started hating on my name when I made this far
Tryna lock me a in cage, it's some prison bars
But now they calling me the great, like I'm a Genghis Khan
Yeah, yeah
And I'm doing me, so just keep doing you
I'm keeping my distance, been keeping my cool
They peep on the low tryna what we do
I stay on the track, but won't run after you
True shit
But I started from the bottom, and I made it to the top
Sort of lost my ways, so I left it up to God
Yeah, so I left it up to God
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
Got bitches all on, learned bitches ain't shit
So I'm cuffed to the money, like chains, my wrist
On my mind you been running, I gambled took risked
But I gotta stay moving, not stuck, motionless
Feel no emotion, she on me like lotion, thought I was in love, had me drinking up the potions
Thought she was the one for me, dripped you in designer things, like division, put you over me
She know me, shorty got my heart on lock
New Rollie, no tick on my wrist, don't stop
The brodie, only switch when it's a Glock
Rolling, only thing popping are shots
Forgi-atos, on a new lamb truck, got it in the matte black
Seats reclined, go and make that ass clap
Said you got a man, then why'd you throw it back to back
Writer: Jacob Menis
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