Rollin' (feat. Jersey Gore & Johnny Slash)

Uh, steady aim keep it focused We rolling we rolling Dressed in all Black like The Omen We rolling we rolling Three kings sitting on the throne and We rolling we rolling Bottles of the Luc in the morning We rolling we rolling Can't figure me out you'll catch a headache I'm up out and early these fools they out the bed late These snakes dirty and foul like project staircase You wonder how ya man in ya file in ya fed case Too much luggage in ya trunk you know it's dead weight It's not happening, they slipping with they spitting they all lacking No bars they rap off in they rhymes bragging I flow like chrome BBS' on the side wagon, we strapped in Hold up homie we rollin All Black like The Omen Lihyah it aint showing Hear the track hear me flowing Hell yeah I get it going In the trap early morning B.O.N. they keep patrolling Base straight drop and the smokers keep smoking D-Boy mixed with fetty got em leaning and they doping When you getting to that paper yo these chicks they be open Ain't no ego that I'm stroking I'm microphone controlling Uh, steady aim keep it focused We rolling we rolling Dressed in all Black like The Omen We rolling we rolling Three kings sitting on the throne and We rolling we rolling Bottles of the Luc in the morning We rolling we rolling Ha, on go you can't hitch a ride The drip got yo bitch on the slip n slide Shorty got a wax had to slip inside They never wanna see you win niggas sick inside Got the hate in they blood niggas a bunch of corns I'm KD with the form niggas getting the storm Super wetty in the Getty art with the poem Mario Andretti on Award Tour No money no features, stop asking No church no preacher, just a ditch now blast em The Don way outcast him Ya big boy a bitch call him Beyonce Got him hit for 3000 like Andre You can keep the plug we the socket The main topic, break his legs like chopsticks Up close feel the shot kick Radioactive bars, yeah the flow so toxic Uh, steady aim keep it focused We rolling we rolling Dressed in all Black like The Omen We rolling we rolling Three kings sitting on the throne and We rolling we rolling Bottles of the Luc in the morning We rolling we rolling