Ryan Cam - B Roll (feat. Indica) Lyrics

My homie always tryna boof, yeah
Hold up, hold up, turn up
Ooo my homie always tryna boof, yeah
I said just leave me in the booth, yeah

I got stress all on my headtop, wake and do the most
Been kicking with my people, we still be on our ropes
And I know they want my head right, I know how it goes
I'm just tryna get in, man I'll sure break down that door
Man I'll sure break down the...
Running I'm on low
I'm tryna f*ck with Maui, I'm tryna switch the coast
Aye and everyday a party no matter where I go
Palm trees all up on my cardi, thats what them bitches love

I wanna be out on the road
Taking bottles to the dome
And all my homies off the strong
RV all on that chrome

My homie always tryna boof while that liquor pour
See me at the party, they wanna roll
(Wanna roll)
But leave me in the booth cause I'm tryna go
Cop Gucci on my shoes, hearts on my clothes
(On my clothes)
And I been watching all these goofies, ain't got no flow
Yeah they want my flow
So quit gassing up the b-roll, that's enough
Cause the kid be up

Straight up making cash on the west side
Straight up got a baddie on my left side
I might have to pull up on you in a coupe
I finesse Micheal Jordan alley-oop
Back in the bih with the drip
Back in the bih with a bih
Back in the bih and I'm lit
Back in the bih with the fit
Ah man I see police in the rear
Ah man diamonds on me chandelier
Every time I go- I go hard
Every time I go- I Goyard
I can't even f*ck with fake fakes
Monkeys on me I got Bape Bape

I wanna be out on the road
Taking bottles to the dome
And all my homies off the strong
RV all on that chrome

My homie always tryna boof while that liquor pour
See me at the party, they wanna roll
(Wanna roll)
But leave me in the booth cause I'm tryna go
Cop Gucci on my shoes, hearts on my clothes
(On my clothes)
And I been watching all these goofies, ain't got no flow
Yeah they want my flow
So quit gassing up the b-roll, that's enough
Cause the kid be up