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Go Roll
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Go Roll was released on March 28, 2023 by S.M.A.R.T. Entertainment as a part of the album Saffron... My Baby - EP
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Release DateMarch 28, 2023
LabelS.M.A.R.T. Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jerry Hancock
Jerry Hancock
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea
Roll wit my **** Get high wit my **** count stacks wit my **** look
I'm too built for this shit
I'm too real for this shit
Where you from who you wit
You get killed talking shit on my side of town
West side that's the best side
I might set this whole bitch on fire call me left eye
Take a **** spot my first year I'm Dak Prescott
All this drip make a bitch slip on this wet spot
Gamble with your life trying to ride bitch you bet not
Focused on my hustle I ain't worried bout the next guy
40 with the ladder longer than a giant slide
VVS' blind ya eyes so don't even try it
I call shots when I say it then them bullets flying
I'm at yo before they do the homicide
You know Detroit ain't Detroit unless somebody die
I got a bitch from Chicago she kinda shy
I ain't gotta die to put a tear on my momma eye
Bout to put my city on the map and I ain't gotta rhyme
Now come roll wit a ****
Pimp hoes wit a ****
Real bitches come and get dough wit a ****
Only real **** spit flows wit this ****
Is he gone make it out the hood
Man who know wit this ****
Well imma make it off the juggs
Drop a eighy in my wood
I been broke 100 times
Wouldn't change it if I could it's all a game
This shit a lesson my ****
As long as I got G-O-D this shit a blessing my ****
You out here stressing my ****
Ain't using effort my ****
You turn that negativity into a weapon my ****
That's what yo mind for get yo grind on get yo shine on
Bird box imma see a million wit a blindfold bitch
Now wit my eyes closed I can tell 100's & 50's
A lot of hate up in Detroit but I fuck wit my city
And if I ever touch a Mill my bro touching it wit me
Rap fall I got no other choice but fuck wit da Whitney
Now I'm that same young **** from the westside streets
So come and try to test yo luck to test my G
That bitch don't wanna fuck me she wanna sex my piece
Long live my brother Roc get yo rest my G
When me and kid on a track this shit like Juan & Blade
Feeling like a Don so I'm sipping Dom today
The Rollie let these bitches know I ain't got time today
Bitch it's money to be made I ain't tryna stay
In VIP iced up where the ballers at
Yo bitch hounding bout a pic and a autograph
Then put her number in my phone I gotta call her ass
Hoes be like he that **** wit his doggin ass
You gone have to keep pushing, you know what I'm saying
And it's not gone do nothing
That's first and foremost you gotta have a hot hot product
You gotta know somebody who know somebody that know somebody
If you don't know that you through
I can't buy no bitch no purses
While my momma in the hood still hurting
God put me on earth for a purpose
You don't even know why you alive boy you worthless
Bitches buying ass & titties to look perfect
Just to fuck a **** for a bag but he burning
Front row at the Knicks game looking thirsty
Photoshop don't mean shit when we in person
**** wave runners clout chasing like they surfing
Just to be somebody that you not boy you purping
Tryna break the ice but can't even scratch the surface
It ain't who go the fastest it's about who go the furthest
This a smart production ya bitch
Written by: Jerry Hancock
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