Role Call Lyrics

Woo

We get high like god

I'm up in the sky

Way to turnt I'm fly

Way to turnt I'm gone

I just spent like 50 on some crocs

I'm too faded up in this bitch I think I need a role call

Role call

Role call

And they tryna jack my swag, but fuck em' all

Fuck em' all

Fuck em' all

I'm in an AMG

AMG truck

Roll up

Then we skirtin' off

Had to get to them racks

I can't fold

No no

Me and my bro's

Fucking up goals

Gotta stay strapped

Gotta stay loaded

Keep that pole

I'm the one

I can't tell

I just know

They don't want smoke

You can tell they finna fold

I'm with my brothers, for life

Uh uh

Woo

We get high like god

I'm up in the sky

Way to turnt I'm fly

Way to turnt I'm gone

I just spent like 50 on some crocs

I'm too faded up in this bitch I think I need a role call

Role call

Role call

And they tryna jack my swag, but fuck em' all

Fuck em' all

Fuck em' all