Rollin_Final ft. MrWhiteBeats Lyrics

Yo

Sir Hop

MrWhitebeats

You see me shining off them zones and I'm caked up (Caked up)

So now you mad cause you broke and got a pay stub (Pay stub)

I raise up when you raise doubt

Evade drought, I stayed out and ran routes

Flippin my Trump handouts (Flip flip flip)

My records getting played in several nations

For your music, your girl ain't even got no patience (Uh-uhnn)

And coming to your show's an obligation

She know yo shit ain't it

She takes a deep breath and fakes it

Used to write on pages, now it's notes app or I think 'em (Hmm)

On the road cause I do shit

Sold a whoopty whoop out the front of the Ruth Chris

Got the cash and skated off (Aight imma fuck with yall boys later man)

From a famous rapper but I played it off

True shit (Facts)

Ya weed ain't even get me high, it's useless

All night I used to fantasize about getting signed on some youth shit

Now I'm too lit on my own dime I do this

From the demo to the limo, now we rollin

Get oven mitt for the heat that I'm holdin

Get in the whip, imma drive it like I stole it

You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused

Smoke a blunt outside, they like what's the commotion

Got it on my own, I can't wait for promotion

We be getting real dividends off these quotients

You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused

You see the board? Yeah you had to (I know you see that shit)

Uh huh, I know you changed ya mind

We all know that was a bad move

Chess not checkers (Huh)

I ain't Bobby Fischer though I ain't tryna be reckless

Roll up with my own brand, the weed ain't what I'm flexin (Nightcap)

Met a girl in Dallas now the both of us textin

But imma put the money first, it's gotta be expected

You know a nigga real as me, it's gotta be respected (Know that)

If yo homie fuckin up, it's gotta be corrected

Touch chicken every time I microphone check it

Weed got me lazy as Stepin Fetchit

I hop out steppin in fur and leopard

Here come the hot stepper

Kept the fix like Black and Decker

My record better, my record solid (What)

And plus I, stay in the pocket like leather wallets

My shit poppin (What)

This ain't a matchup for novice, they couldn't handle Rocket (Dig that)

Yo baby see me, her head noddin and pussy throbbin nigga

From the demo to the limo, now we rollin

Get oven mitt for the heat that I'm holdin

Get in the whip, imma drive it like I stole it

You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused

Smoke a blunt outside, they like what's the commotion

Got it on my own, I can't wait for promotion

We be getting real dividends off these quotients

You tryna stay lit, I'm just tryna stay focused