Credits
Lyrics
Yes, yes, yes, I love you
Reefer, sold the x
But I don't know what I can
That kilo flowing down that I don't find that Brooklyn
Before too late
Truce, ooh go
Miss you, yes I do
Yeah
Use a dirty blade to cut 'em, watch a kilo bag
B-boy stance, souls tripper, D-boys swag
They say: "Those that work the hardest see the most"
Troll the phantom through the hood
'Cause they don't believe in ghosts
They was watchin' us from afar so they don't believe we close
The whackest shit is the closest to you
Don't believe it most
It happened to me
Glad I peeped it
Kindness interpreted for weakness
Jealously in the form of a joke, so I and rubbed it deep in
They face like they peeked this fly Puerto Rican
And I ain't owing any secret
Shine a light sequence
Cooler than an ice skater, higher than the crime rate
And tire like they screechin' chain
VS, flexin' the BX
****, they see us
Live high, they hate us now 'cause we up, ****
We in from repost to 'sinos, we at the bank
We run that game, I stop the dice
Now watch how Tony crack the bank
They call us high rollers, high rollers
Go through the side doors
Rob you with the right dollars
High rollers, high rollers, high rollers
Pirates with the mask on
Rip it and we back on
Rip it and we back on
High rollers, high rollers
Crazy money, bipolar, gold Rolex, white Rolex
And I got a special mirror to look at the first
So they tight, watch her eyes roll
Up in the presence of a high roller
Yes, yes, yes I love you
Feel the breeze coming through the drop
Top as you drive to the jeweler, yeah
But I don't know what I can
They ain't never try to rob me
Before too late
You'll find the floating slowly down the river, yeah
Miss you, yes I do
Oh, truce, ooh
Yeah, yeah
We bronze **** in the Bentley GT
Jealous **** envy me, 'coz we be making selling keys, like hella easy
Half my **** got felon needs 'coz they never speak
These other **** never can share a cell with the fellas we be
Hanging out with
I be with the plug, 'cause I just did a bit for the drugs
He was plugging at random outlets
They set up shop when they took him, he went up top
Came home, sat right back on the throne
He run 'em out quick
We can set up any block we want
You want a pop, you pop the trunk
I'll have your mom and pops copping a box
You put your body in before the father
Talks to God and drops the casket
Forever after, nothing after, when it drops your done
I'm bipolar with the watch
High roller with the dice
Live high, high burning through the ice
High rise, skyline shine, glow with the lights
High five we control the city nights
They call us high rollers, high rollers
Go through the side doors
Rob you with the right dollars
High rollers, high rollers, high rollers
Pirates with the mask on
Rip it and we back on
Rip it and we back on
High rollers, high rollers
Crazy money, bipolar, gold Rolex, white Rolex
And I got a special mirror to look at the first
So they tight, watch her eyes roll
Up in the presence of a high roller
Yes, yes, yes, I love you
But I don't know what I can
Before too late
