Roll the Dice Lyrics

Gotta get my money right

Had to roll the dice

Ignore all the haters

Ignore all the hype

Gotta go get in my bag

Now I'm living life

Had to go get to the cash every day and night

It's like

It's a jungle sometimes

Makes me wonder how I keep on going dumber, aye

Makes me wonder how I'm winning all winter, aye

And I'm shitting on these niggas all summer, aye

Fast lane

Two AM

With a bad thang

Ash tray

Full of exotic gas strains

Aye, aye

Douglas! in his bag mane

Aye, aye, aye

Got her wetter than a tundra, aye

You remind me of a Hummer, aye

I let her ride it

Hear the bass bumping?

Bae, I'm coming

When I pull up

She gets excited

Put the flame to the propane then I ignite it

They always throw shade when a young nigga's shining

That pressure turned me to a diamond

My girl gets flyer than you, she's a stylist

Douglas! where ya been?

I was in college

Now I'm on stage 'bout to rage in a mosh pit

Ah

Just a young nigga from the Eight

Had to show 'em how to drip

Douglas! had to demonstrate, aye

Gotta get my money right

Had to roll the dice

Ignore all the haters

Ignore all the hype

Gotta go get in my bag

Now I'm living life

Had to go get to the cash every day and night

It's like

It's a jungle sometimes

Makes me wonder how I keep on going dumber, aye

Makes me wonder how I'm winning all winter, aye

And I'm shitting on these niggas all summer, aye

Douglas!