Rolly - Oct 27 Lyrics

Spittin facts
Never lack
Pistol pack
Jump a rat
Slap a nark
I'm shark
All bit
Never bark
Move in silent
Start a roit
Talkin money
I don't buy it
You bitch
Nun less
I hate when
Bitches talking shit
Movin birds
Outta town
Get a brink
Break it down
With my dog
F*ck a cop
You a snitch
I burn yo tongue
Make yo baby momma cum
Just a brutal motha f*cka
You ant f*cking with me son
Lost my soul not my doe
Then that shit came back
Then I blew a 100 racks
Sipping act with my bitch
Yea you know we hitting licks
Making moves never lose
Got a f*cked up attitude
Talk shit I pull yo card
Then ill f*ck yo f*ckin broad

At super 8
Sleeping great
Getting paid
Movin weight
Pop seal
F*ck a deal
Yo bitch wanna
Pop a pill
She on molly
Then she rides me
Like motha f*cka harley
Been a screw up
Since a youngin
Murder on my f*ckin mind
All I wanna do is grind
An chase a f*ckin dollar sign
But these 2 bad bitches
Got dick on they mind
I'm let them bitches f*ck
An Suck my 2 fat nuts
Trick daddy young papi
Young boss
You know what's up
I ant trippin on shit
Won't catch me slippin bitch
Got the 380 on me
That's my pocket rocketship
I'm the realest as it gets
Never foldin like a bitch
Got some real killas foo
I'll lose my life to kill you bitch
I was made for this shit
I'm a drummer with tha sticks
Ridin in Dodge Charger
Speed racin In my whip
Always keep a extra clip
An one in tha chamber bitch
Never folding like a pussy
Take my time
Like no rookie
If you scared go to church
An don't do the dirt pussy