歌詞
[Verse 1]
(Wake up)
[Verse 2]
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
[Verse 3]
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
[Verse 4]
Yeah, I take the wheel with my one hand
Devil in a dress, carry tricks in a bum bag
Swervin' on the beat
Drop the heat when I dispatch
Cuttin' all the weak
Leeches like a wristband
Late night hit man
Focused, tryna get the big bag
Bass big slap
Make your neck feel the whiplash
Ain't no motherfucker drip
Quit the chit-chat
Had to pop some **** off my list like a Tic Tac, yo
I don't really know how to be tired (Tired)
I don't really know how to be tired (Adderall)
A.D.D., my day is like a riot
If the beat is David, I'm Goliath
I don't really know how to be tired
Waving my flag like a pirate
24/7, I'll be wired
Three six five, I'm alive
[Verse 5]
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
[Verse 6]
Creepin', one deep outside, we sleepin'
P226, I'm a demon
Double heat, double the fun, double meaning
**** can't even handle what I be concealin'
Sellin' cane, you're not able to have a weak hand
Now you're hostile
Is it because I'm gettin' money like a Rothschild?
I'm never sniffin' the charts, but I'm puttin' the hits out
I'm makin' snuff films, bitch, I got the clip out
These silly **** mad 'cause I'm on a roll now
Real rappin', real **** get money
Kill actors
Pussy, I'm pullin' up on you because you cappin'
**** be pullin' up on you like, "Yo, what happened"
Your bitch ass on Instagram taggin'
Bitch, I play tag with a motherfucking handgun
Set a **** up, I'ma make it look random
Cock that shit and hit the pussy from the back
They gon' think you tripped and lost your balance
Johnny got blitzed, he wasn't playin' Madden
Sucker ass **** shoulda kept to rapping
Bitch
[Verse 7]
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
[Verse 8]
Go to sleep, pray for weeks
Lock your doors and count your sheep
[Verse 9]
I'm doin' drive-bys in the twilight
High like cicadas in the wildlife
CCTV on the side eye
Green night vision, open wide
I cannot go to bed
[Verse 10]
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
Late night, probably awake
Text me, probably awake
FaceTime, probably awake
Rollin', rollin' up and down the place, woo
Written by: Barrington Hendricks, Dan Farber, Takudzwa Maidza