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Rolling
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Utwór Rolling został wydany 27 kwietnia 2025 przez Trench Talk Entertainment, LLC jako część albumu Rolling - Single
27 kwietnia 2025
WytwórniaTrench Talk Entertainment, LLC
JęzykEnglish
BPM72
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

I'm sitting here wondering how you doing my ****, Im hoping that all is well
Your son getting bigger, your legacy to be continued I got your lil girls
God when I send you this prayer, can you please give this message to Marvell
Through wasting time, I'm gifted as hell, can't be sitting in a cell
I could be in the middle of a food fight, and I still won't throw salt on a player
Every time I see Bilijah smile, it remind me that God for real
Don't want to talk unless its bout some numbers, the only number we ain't talking is 12
We left they front yard covered in shells, he can't get away I had too many shots
Can't get away, I got too many shots, I had the trap jumping with my pops
He taught me how to work my clock, how to load my Glock, how to buss me a O to rocks
Stuck in one spot, these doors they locked, better think outside the box
Feed me my tray through a slot, they got a young turnt **** eating slop
Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fuck on the spot, I just stuffed 33 racks in a sock
That shit went too far naww you can't fix that with a sorry
She gone sell her soul when I pull up in this Ferrari
Girl the way you looking, we might not make it to this party
I got these bitches coming by the group, hop out with fur on my coat
I got them killers with me in the booth, (yeah) so its murder I wrote
I'm on they ass, this shit for the bros, polish my son, my lil **** Golden
I went and got me a sack, they was holding, I got them members with me and they rolling
I got these bitches coming by the group, hop out with fur on my coat
I got them killers with me in the booth, they put me in that mode
I'm on they ass, this shit for the bros, polish my son, my lil **** Golden
I went and got me a sack, they was holding, I got them members with me and they rolling
I'm a 20's baby, we a military, make you pack up and move to a cementary
I'm trying to have us a staring contest, want to see what you look like in missionary
Smoking gelatos, the lemon cherry's, that federal courtroom a different scary
Got to speak it to existence baby, I'm a keep saying this shit
Until they free Lil Gary (okay), That shit just temporary
Broke **** want to beef with us, you better have a beneficiary
Pussy pleaser, but I'm toxic baby take the good with the bad, I'm your chemotherapy
I favor a goat, we got similarities, all I got is my word, like a dictionary
Strong finna come home any day, we use to trap out Extended Stay
They taking shots but they aint direct, when we send a shot it don't ricochet
Sneaky link asked for a dinner date, like I thought we only do Chic Fil A
My favorite number 448, I need a contract with FoodSaver
I got these bitches coming by the group, hop out with fur on my coat
I got them killers with me in the booth, so its murder I wrote
I'm on they ass, this shit for the bros, polish my son, my lil **** Golden
I went and got me a sack, they was holding, I got them members with me and they rolling
I got these bitches coming by the group, hop out with fur on my coat
I got them killers with me in the booth, they put me in that mode
I'm on they ass, this shit for the bros, polish my son, my lil **** Golden
I went and got me a sack, they was holding, I got them members with me and they rolling
Written by: Bilal Sean Muhammad
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