[Intro]
Haha, Kellz, I'm back, niggas
What, y'all thought I was gone?
Nope
Let's go
[Chorus]
(Rollin') Coming out them fruity colored candy doors
(Rollin') Catch me hopping up and down on 24's
Rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
(Rollin') When I was down, you bitches didn't wanna be my friend
(Rollin') And now I'm rollin', all you bitches wanna hop in
Rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
[Verse 1]
I'm going toot toot, beep beep
Pulling up on them wheels now
All black Bugatti, and it's shining much like a seal now
Got them cars in my garage and no less than a mill' now
Kellz about to take the bar and I'ma set it real high
Double take, double take when I roll up to the club
Players hate, players hate when I walk up in the club
I got them shades on doing about 75
Just call me Speed Racer 'cause I'm rollin' in at Mach 5
Y'all niggas ain't fucking with me and I put a mil on it
Niggas and bitches they lie, but homeboy, them stats don't
R&B Boss, hustling like Rick Ross
Man, my flow is so raw, so niggas, don't piss me off
I'm a player, homie, and that's a well-known factor
Plus the wheels on that coupe got it looking like a tractor
Take my ice, hold it up; then my city, toss it up
Chi-town, summertime, Kellz got traffic backed up
Haha, Kellz, I'm back, niggas
What, y'all thought I was gone?
Nope
Let's go
[Chorus]
(Rollin') Coming out them fruity colored candy doors
(Rollin') Catch me hopping up and down on 24's
Rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
(Rollin') When I was down, you bitches didn't wanna be my friend
(Rollin') And now I'm rollin', all you bitches wanna hop in
Rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
I be rollin' (Hey)
[Verse 1]
I'm going toot toot, beep beep
Pulling up on them wheels now
All black Bugatti, and it's shining much like a seal now
Got them cars in my garage and no less than a mill' now
Kellz about to take the bar and I'ma set it real high
Double take, double take when I roll up to the club
Players hate, players hate when I walk up in the club
I got them shades on doing about 75
Just call me Speed Racer 'cause I'm rollin' in at Mach 5
Y'all niggas ain't fucking with me and I put a mil on it
Niggas and bitches they lie, but homeboy, them stats don't
R&B Boss, hustling like Rick Ross
Man, my flow is so raw, so niggas, don't piss me off
I'm a player, homie, and that's a well-known factor
Plus the wheels on that coupe got it looking like a tractor
Take my ice, hold it up; then my city, toss it up
Chi-town, summertime, Kellz got traffic backed up
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