Roll Up (In my grave) (feat. Swagger Dagger)

I found a beat like this Obese with how I eat like this I Netflix clap her cheeks and dip Okay so counting cheese And now I'm on the road again And that's just how it be I'm singing out my soul Until I'm sleeping under green I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave I like to roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave Roll it up; roll it up; Gimmie something to up my spirits like what they hold and pour in cups Goin nuts; for the gang cause they do know it's us From a city where all of the auto shops; fix auto bots; and it cost a lot Between the lines and the awful font; and colossal cops go and load and tuck And you know we got more to get; tours, whores, and four doors with the gorgeous fits But we gotta kill the bills and the mortgages; postpone the low blows and the corny shit And then kick it back up at a quarter 10; course most of GOATs know the allure is lit Resume what we're known to spit; chloroform and dope snow for the sport of it Mmm, second thought, lemme turn it up another level; with a juggernaut so untouchable for any fella Spitting venom, with a chemist, storming through the residence; we gonna be using the music all for the medicine; me and Tony touch back for the touchdown, now we messaging the president; making sure you tell em this I found a beat like this Obese with how I eat like this I Netflix clap her cheeks and dip Okay so counting cheese And now I'm on the road again And that's just how it be I'm singing out my soul Until I'm sleeping under green I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave I like to roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave So cold I almost look light skinned Took a look in the mirror I'm shining I hope that I can breathe I smoked a pound I'm in crisis I pray I rise like Christ did Heart attack all that from bracelets Just wait til you see my chains, my necklace my watch and all my fancy devices A shooter like isis Real nigga Mike Tyson A fighter M Bison I cut up I'm dicin I show you what nice is Her booty enticing I might have to pipe it uh She told me to smack it she like it uh A dragon I'm fire I'm flying uh A nigga that's straight from your fairytales Or even your nightmares To me it just don't make a difference I'm guessing I inference Whenever I show up the hoes in attendance Whenever I show up my clothes is the illest I know im the shit like the colon is filling Whenever you see me North Pole im just chillin. Burr Now sit in the cold tonight uh Sit in the cold tonight uh Sit in the cold tonight uh I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave I like to roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave I found a beat like this Obese with how I eat like this I Netflix clap her cheeks and dip Okay so counting cheese And now I'm on the road again And that's just how it be I'm singing out my soul Until I'm sleeping under green I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up in my grave I like to roll up roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave I like to roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up in my grave Roll up Roll up Roll up Always rolling up Im always rolling up Im always rolling up uh