Rollin’ Gunplay (Ft. Waka Flocka Flame)

[Intro: Gunplay, Waka Flocka Flame, & Jessica Gomes]
Maybach Music, Maybach Music, Maybach Music
My don says we gone be rich one day
Lay it down, don't say a sound, gunplay!
This for my niggas on the block and hallways
Ball every Monday through Sunday, rollin'!

[Chorus: Gunplay & Waka Flocka Flame]
Every time you see me on the set boy, I'm rollin'
Rims, whips sittin' on them shits boy, I'm rollin'
Snatch a dime nigga wanna rip 'cause, I'm rollin'!
Nigga, 'cause I'm rollin'! Nigga, 'cause I'm rollin'!
My VIPs trump tight, all I see is Ace of Spades
5% tint, behind these all black shades
A young nigga paid, number nine Js
If you love yo city like me, rep where you stay

[Verse 1: Gunplay]
My campaigns in champagne can't slow down my fast lane
I do my damn thing I'm drunk on that kerosene
Got birds I'm the batman, pussy by the caravan
It's fake? I ain't wearing that. My cake? White as Mayonnaise
My chopsticks are foldout, the drum holds a whole lot
Just buss me a lick I had to bond my "lil'woe" out
Tore down that pussy (yep), left the walls wore out
A Dade County nigga twist the fro, and let it grow out
I pop bands and count that, can't turn down my loud pack
You keep it real in the field? Homeboy I doubt that
Think you finna bring it here? think twice we bout that
You ride with me? Shout that. Besides you ain't bout that