I’m Rollin Meek Mill

[Verse 1]
Okay, I walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
Pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
And bitches I ain't got no love for them
Just a bunch of swagger and a lil bit of drugs for them
Hey hater you can pull the plug on them
'Cause my neck be lightin' up just like a bulb on them
Bling bling, pockets on ching ching
You wifing everything you come across, ring king
Damn, nigga, you going ham, nigga
I fuck your bitch and kick her out like she's Pam nigga
Oh, that's your main ho? Well what you saying, nigga?
She said she you wasn't in the plan nigga
Pockets on bank roll, chain froze
Nigga, we don't even fuck the same hoes
Watching for the coppers in the plain clothes
'Cause I'm riding with a chopper in a Range Rove'

[Chorus]
I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
With my nigga Takbar, I'm rolling
Bitch I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling, I'm rolling
With this motherfucking 'Rari like it's stolen
And still, I'm gon' walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
Walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
Pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
And bitches I ain't got no love for them