Rolli Rolli Yung Kage (Ft. XANAKIN SKYWOK)

[Chorus: Yung Kage]
I got that Rolly, Rolly
Gotti tote that holy, holy
Hopped up with that Rolly-polly
Hottest in your girly worly
Designer fitted roped to tote that bag
Flippin' all them packs
On that dope, see that gas
Burnin' all that cash
She got that Rolly, Rolly
Sending me them fire emojis
Kickin' off with that Coke and that sound
'Bouta talk tough with bands, that's on me
Roll, dip, smash
Throw them hands, that cash
Rep that Saber Gang, man, sell that pack, so loud
Yeah, that be that checker game stacking
Oh it's Xanakin packing
Oh this flexy game cocky
Posted on Prvnci's lane boppin'
You know that stick roped like bombs
Wrap this, on God
Turned to Xandr, like oh God
Got these bad hoes, let's Rolly, Rolly

[Verse 1: Yung Kage]
Rollies and parties 'til five in the morn'
Whippin' that Tech, got that fire drippin' on
Flippin' that check for a badder hoe
Sippin' on A.C.T., it bottled up
Chopper on max go dah, dah, dah
Hitting her ass like ah, ah, ah
She talking, she bad, so I gave her all my love
Cuff that freak bitch then I ate that booty raw
This no marijuana
Crack, the cane is rawer
Got that shit in keys
Ya, ya