Rollin' Freestyle Songtext

Ca$his

von Church On The Move

Rollin' Freestyle Songtext
I'm whipping on my ab on my pearl white slab
Tryin' to sell a half under no such ass,cash
Selling dope getting all the grasp
Malibu's most wanted you a blood bath
Certified G when I phone your punk ass
With days for Halloween I bust up with no mask
Off glass and I mash I'ma sap
To calm me down my girl throwing me the ass
Smash the songs out today is all trash
They selling y'all shit I got pure glass
Grass push pass puss ass nigga
Laugh 'cause like Nas I'm that nigga
Bad finger make the forth inflict em
I'm starting looking at for your closest pitcher
To put it on a witcher rarely you bitching
Nigga it was written that morn' to get you
A true said in all ways keep your six good
False flagging outdated like pimp could
Permanent dick's up my lady told me baby
You a rich fool
She always praying to get dough like I get none
I'm a beast beauty and brains is snatched
You fucking dying G's on
I want it but that bitch want me
I'm in the Aston Martin smoking out with the fucking martians
Feeding my nation these niggers are starving
This death row and no part
Since I'm the illest motherfucker that's regardless
Always the top artist
Listen baby this is bogus fall in and get quoting
Get money we the soldiers the whole world know it
Real niggers and we rolling them suckers can't hold us
From two eleven on er'thing is bogus
Listen baby this is bogus fall in and get quoting
Get money we the soldiers the whole world know it
Real niggers rolling them suckers can't hold us
From two eleven on er'thing is bogus
Er'thing is bogus
From now on
Er'thing is bogus
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