[Verse 1: Q Da Fool]
That Rolley inspired me
I loved you, bitch, why would you lie to me?
When I was broke she wouldn't say hi to me
I swear them bitches wasn't minding me
Spent a check, on a Patek
Bossed up, had to cut off my ex
Got rich and flooded my neck
Fifty bands, Hundred bands on the deck
I hear you talking, put that talking to rest
Trust me, you don't want to be like the rest
Dick in her stomach; licking her breast
She went to sleep Imma let her get some rest
Niggas in the way, niggas some pests
Couldn't hold his weight, niggas some rats
40 melting niggas like them niggas some wax
You a pussy nigga, pussy niggas get taxxed
Hundred round goon I be speaking them facts
Imma go to Neimans, imma buy out the rack
I was shooting guns, never thought I would rap
Range Rover we be riding in silence
I ain't law abiding
We some young niggas, yeah we rich and we wilding
In every pile of dirt you find a diamond
Imma boss, Independent, I'm not signing
You a slouch, keep sitting, you not grinding
Ain't no penmanship, i took my pen and start rhyming
Fuck a plug, pick up that Glock and I find him
Ten bands on some clothes now I'm literally styling
Took that bitch to New York now she just can't stop smiling
Made her suck on my privates
And surprised her with prizes
That Rolley inspired me
I loved you, bitch, why would you lie to me?
When I was broke she wouldn't say hi to me
I swear them bitches wasn't minding me
Spent a check, on a Patek
Bossed up, had to cut off my ex
Got rich and flooded my neck
Fifty bands, Hundred bands on the deck
I hear you talking, put that talking to rest
Trust me, you don't want to be like the rest
Dick in her stomach; licking her breast
She went to sleep Imma let her get some rest
Niggas in the way, niggas some pests
Couldn't hold his weight, niggas some rats
40 melting niggas like them niggas some wax
You a pussy nigga, pussy niggas get taxxed
Hundred round goon I be speaking them facts
Imma go to Neimans, imma buy out the rack
I was shooting guns, never thought I would rap
Range Rover we be riding in silence
I ain't law abiding
We some young niggas, yeah we rich and we wilding
In every pile of dirt you find a diamond
Imma boss, Independent, I'm not signing
You a slouch, keep sitting, you not grinding
Ain't no penmanship, i took my pen and start rhyming
Fuck a plug, pick up that Glock and I find him
Ten bands on some clothes now I'm literally styling
Took that bitch to New York now she just can't stop smiling
Made her suck on my privates
And surprised her with prizes
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