Rollie on my wrist that enough said
Aye Niggas want me gone yeah they want me dead
Aye You don't wanna fuck then baby give head
Not a blood but you know i stay rocking red
It's a bust down wrist getting too cold
Like a touchdown I'm dancing in the end zone
Love my mama yeah that's really who I do it for
And they can't slow me down so they claim I'm an asshole
Rollie on my wrist that's a tic toc
Bitch on my dick they tryna lip lock
Diamond really wet they really piss rocks
They see the swag and they see the drip drop
Bag bag bag bag bag
I won't even talk to you unless you talking cash
I don't wanna fuck with you . You kinda like my last
Cause every bitch that ever left me always stay running back
I know you claim you with it but you ain't really with that life
Baby back back
I heard yo pussy really trife
And what's the run down I'm creeping riding thru the night
Chase bags fuck bitches keep your money right
If I told you about my life would you believe it
I know the reason that they hate me cause I'm too conceded
Mama said be careful when you big dreaming