Roll Ill-Santana

She know the dollars I came with
So she yelling at me “make it rain” on her
She wanna go on a date
But I had told her that I do not take numbers
When I be pulling this wallet out
Y’all gone get running
You niggas gone take cover
I seen a couple of girls
That was out on the floor
That I think imma make mothers
Niggas can never be stopped
Cause I be coming in sharp as a cake cutter
Women be calling me soft
But they mistaken, that just be the shae butter
Whеn I stomp into the yard
Feel like a giant, I feel like thе 8th wonder
Feel like your head must be filled up
With different prescriptions
You can’t see my day coming
All in my face, uhh you irrelevant
You can find me in the cut with the Bella Twins
I get pulled over, they don’t see no evidence
Swear the fuck nigga just hated the melanin
I wanna race all on the interstate
Know she gon take balls to the chin today
I blow a eighth up, thats some lemonade
Niggas be coming cold as the Himalayas
Did it from scratch
I got some witnesses, they could attest
Did it so I get my name on a plaque
Nobody died, but Im wearing all black
Swear that the crew looking more like a pack
Out here for years so we got it down pat
Studio hype for the night
With some reruns of Family Guy