album cover
Rollback
album cover
Rollback fue publicado el 7 de octubre de 2026 por SRT Len como parte del álbum Lost Files
7 de octubre de 2026
SelloSRT Len
IdiomaEnglish
BPM102
Melodicidad
Acústico
Valence
Bailabilidad
Energía

Letras

Nah this shit different, ain't finna teach you how to swipe a card
I was knee deep into scamming **** but was stealing cars
My first lick was a hellcat dude, it had me ducking law
If you ever felt the chain I dropped, it make ya neck fall off
I was bipping in some slow shit, until I drove a charger
Huh ima real striker boy, i always keep a chopper
Four pints poured up in the pop, it had me seeing doctors
Fuck rapping, diamonds hit so hard, I'm finna be a boxer
I'm the richest in my class, so I could never care
So much money spent up in my closet, i don't know what to wear
**** talking paper in my presences, lemme grab a chair
The police want my demon, drop my lo, it's just to make it fair
Don't ever hit my FaceTime, you gotta call my cell
Ion like to show my face for real, that's how I went to jail
Had a scammer bitch back in Cali, I had her posting bail
40 shells, will flip a **** car, and send him back to hell
This ain't your first time lacking, you gotta experience
In the station, i ain't say a word, I make them curious
Damn I left my phone unlocked, like man she was furious
I don't even know if that's my bitch, we not serious
Ok cool, a **** talking crazy, lemme grab the chop
In the charger, wit a ARP, I never stop for cops
On his Instagram, waving poles, but all them bitches props
He don't won't no smoke for real, the Glocky got a trigger swap
That mean that hoe go brdrr
You feel that switch, and make yo life flash
The Hoes was feeling me, around my neck it was a ice bag
We don't call it tricking if I f*cked, I'm just giving back
**** claim they real inside that court, until they facing max
Yo boyfriend ain't no f****cking rapper, girl you know that **** trash
The night I took the Jake's up on a chase, I had to rip the wrap
Huh, this a race for real, wit money I ain't ever last
Got a text, that told me come over, I rather count up racks
Bitch, I ain't tryin' to make you bust, I'd rather bust a strap
My man's known for takin' ****' cars to let him touch your scat
He wants to drive a hour away, that's an extra rack
If you can slide for real, go both ways and then roll it back
Yeah, no, for real, like
If you can slide for real, go both ways and then roll it back
Bitch, that's gon' let me know somethin'
If you can slide for real, go both ways and then roll it back
We in all the fast shit, I'm with my **** Len
Crash a Lam' truck and hurt my hand, I need a pop a ten
Just gotta Deuce of drink, I need a pop again
All my **** liftn' heavy metal, but this is not the gym
Ill walk a **** down, but this not the crim
Had bro put some hoes on him, but he is not a pimp
I pass the ball around, bro, I am not a simp
Can't nobody put me in the air, bro, I am not a blimp
That's the leg maker
When they hear that comin' down the street, bro, that's a head breaker
We don't never write no statements, that's a fed paper
Pop a ten before I fuck the bitch, bro, that's a bed breaker
Yeah, man, this shit is sport
Y'all need to stop that rap shit, that be soundin' forced
And you need to do somethin' with your bitches, y'all be gettin' whored
Pull up purple charger with the hips, ****, that's the torch
Bitch, yeah
Pull up purple charger with the hips, ****, that's the torch
What the f*ck goin' on? What up, Len
Aight. Aight
Written by: Babyfxce E, SRT Len
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...