Slick Nick ya bitch, yeah
Yeah
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
On a roll like smart kids, complex like apartments
Big Benz can't park this, can't see through my dark tints
Big blunts lets spark this, kryptonite no Clark Kent
These hoes don't f*ck with you, get walked by like a park bench
Everything designer bitch it gotta be that way
Man I came from nothing I didn't know if I would be okay
Now my whip look like cream, damn this shit a piece of cake
All I stack is chips, chips, chips, chips Frito Lay
Uh, yeah, I'm so cool I freeze up, G's up
Gotcha bitch's knees up, deep f*ck
Said she atheist but she yelling Jesus
Turn that bitch way on and I got my key stuck
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
Gas get served like Exxon, got more percs than the best job
Got more shirts than a sweatshop, girls get curved like wet shot
On my nerves stressed out, get some syrup I'm fresh out
Call her Dak she throw it back, all my bitches Prescott
Find a broke bitch and I fix her up nice
Take her out once and I dick her down twice
Throw it in the bag don't give a shit about the price
I do what I want I never listen to advice
Me and yo bitch passing a ball back and forth like teammates
I do a line, she do a line, taking turns like speed dates
Open her legs like briefcase, eat that shit like cheesecake
Make her cum right on time, I promise she won't be late
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh?
Slick Nick Da Nephew - I'm on a Roll Lyrics
Slick Nick Da Nephew - I'm on a Roll Lyrics
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Slick Nick ya bitch, yeah
Yeah
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
On a roll like smart kids, complex like apartments
Big Benz can't park this, can't see through my dark tints
Big blunts lets spark this, kryptonite no Clark Kent
These hoes don't f*ck with you, get walked by like a park bench
Everything designer bitch it gotta be that way
Man I came from nothing I didn't know if I would be okay
Now my whip look like cream, damn this shit a piece of cake
All I stack is chips, chips, chips, chips Frito Lay
Uh, yeah, I'm so cool I freeze up, G's up
Gotcha bitch's knees up, deep f*ck
Said she atheist but she yelling Jesus
Turn that bitch way on and I got my key stuck
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
Gas get served like Exxon, got more percs than the best job
Got more shirts than a sweatshop, girls get curved like wet shot
On my nerves stressed out, get some syrup I'm fresh out
Call her Dak she throw it back, all my bitches Prescott
Find a broke bitch and I fix her up nice
Take her out once and I dick her down twice
Throw it in the bag don't give a shit about the price
I do what I want I never listen to advice
Me and yo bitch passing a ball back and forth like teammates
I do a line, she do a line, taking turns like speed dates
Open her legs like briefcase, eat that shit like cheesecake
Make her cum right on time, I promise she won't be late
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh?
Yeah
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
On a roll like smart kids, complex like apartments
Big Benz can't park this, can't see through my dark tints
Big blunts lets spark this, kryptonite no Clark Kent
These hoes don't f*ck with you, get walked by like a park bench
Everything designer bitch it gotta be that way
Man I came from nothing I didn't know if I would be okay
Now my whip look like cream, damn this shit a piece of cake
All I stack is chips, chips, chips, chips Frito Lay
Uh, yeah, I'm so cool I freeze up, G's up
Gotcha bitch's knees up, deep f*ck
Said she atheist but she yelling Jesus
Turn that bitch way on and I got my key stuck
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
Gas get served like Exxon, got more percs than the best job
Got more shirts than a sweatshop, girls get curved like wet shot
On my nerves stressed out, get some syrup I'm fresh out
Call her Dak she throw it back, all my bitches Prescott
Find a broke bitch and I fix her up nice
Take her out once and I dick her down twice
Throw it in the bag don't give a shit about the price
I do what I want I never listen to advice
Me and yo bitch passing a ball back and forth like teammates
I do a line, she do a line, taking turns like speed dates
Open her legs like briefcase, eat that shit like cheesecake
Make her cum right on time, I promise she won't be late
Look at my bankroll, can't even get it to fold
Neck and my wrist got a cold, shit is too icy to hold
Inviting ya bitch to my show, get her to get out them clothes
Hit it then get on the road, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll, admit it man I'm on a roll yeah
What? Admit it man I'm on a roll
Admit it man I'm on a roll yeah admit it man I'm on a roll, what?
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh?
Writer: Nick Cottrell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid