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Yeah, that's just how I rock, yeah Yeah, that's just how I roll (808) Yeah, that's just how I rock That's just how I roll, that's just how I rock And roll, roll, roll, roll Roll, roll, roll, roll I wanna rock and roll, you can tell by my clothes I get high as fuck every day, I think I see a UFO Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah I'm fuckin' on this ho, I think she emo She got slits on her wrist, she so suicidal I'm trippin', I'm trippin' I'm trippin', I'm trippin' This A-C-I-D got me trippin' It feel like I'm in another dimension I pop me some X and pass one to your bitch, yeah Pour me some Wock', I don't pour up no Tris, yeah Roll up a blunt of Metro and get missin' I'm high as fuck, lil' bitch, I cannot listen I'm high as fuck, lil' bitch, I cannot hear I can't hear 'cause I'm holdin' these racks to my ear This not a Uber, bitch, this is a Lear If you ain't suckin' or fuckin', you can't ride in here He tried to run, we shot at his rear When I got a gun, you cannot come near I shoot shit for fun, shoot you like a deer I rock and I roll, I rage and they cheer You a rat and you told, you can't come 'round here Swear these niggas be hoes, these niggas be weird You can get smoked, get shot in your beard He leakin' blood like a bitch on her period I'm sippin' mud, my Sprite never clear If I roll up a blunt, I'll smoke it right here She wanna rock and roll, she wanna come near I fuck her for fun, she takin' me serious Yeah, that's just how I rock, yeah Yeah, that's just how I roll Yeah, that's just how I rock That's just how I roll, that's just how I rock And roll, roll, roll, roll Roll, roll, roll, roll I wanna rock and roll, you can tell by my clothes I get high as fuck every day, I think I see a UFO Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah I'm fuckin' on this ho, I think she emo She got slits on her wrist, she so suicidal
Writer(s): Tobias Dekker, Anton Martin Mendo, Jalan Anthony Lowe, Kenyatta Jamal Frazier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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