Rolling Loud

We outside for real so let the opps know we ain't ducking nothing

All she do is talk bitch use yo mouth on me or shut it up

Tried to let dude come lock in with us but he ain't tough enough

He gone kill his self when we find out that I been fucking her

That new ap gone fuck em up bust it down

Throw that gun away if that lil shit don't hold a hundred rounds

Tried to make me nut fast off of head I told her calm it down

Boxes in my mail even my plug know we don't fuck around

They call me Mr. Oppsmacka

Lotta closed caskets

I'm a getting money fucking hoes toting poles bastard