I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
Don´t even get it twisted cause it´s already rolled
(Ain´t nothin´ like the resto, you rollin´ with the besto

Rollin´ up the best smoke, blowin´ out the best ho)

I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
Don´t even get it twisted cause it´s already rolled
(Ain´t nothin´ like the resto, you rollin´ with the besto
Rollin´ up the best smoke, blowin´ out the best ho)

Doin´ a hundred through the desert
Yeah my car come from the past, you could call it a time machine
Cause it´s right here in the present
In the game and I got leverage
Ain´t the same as none of you niggas
If I was close to you I would be ashamed of you

Get a hundred mill´s what I came to do
I guess all this money look lame to you
So I spend it on shoppin´, all of this shit that I´m coppin´
Don´t even go to the store, my outfit it ain´t even droppin´
Pedal to the floor, smokin´ in my new SS
Seen a lot of bumps on the road to success
But that ain´t stop a nigga from cruisin´ up
Pullin´ weed out the ashtray, cuttin´ the music up
Smokin´, chillin´
Used to be underground but now we on top of the building

I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
Don´t even get it twisted cause it´s already rolled

(Ain´t nothin´ like the resto, you rollin´ with the besto
Rollin´ up the best smoke, blowin´ out the best ho)

I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
Don´t even get it twisted cause it´s already rolled
(Ain´t nothin´ like the resto, you rollin´ with the besto
Rollin´ up the best smoke, blowin´ out the best ho)

Never had a limit, small face spender
Everything was cashed out, I ain´t ever rented
Round bag sinner, shawty love a winner
Beat that pussy up, now that pussy trinny
Pull up in the dealer lookin´ like a dealer

Yellow nigga, high as shit, five hundred milla
Meet me on it, then you gotta step the bill up
Winter time, hoodie on, drop chinchilla
Lookin´ like a killer
Used to hit the block, fiends lookin´ like thriller
Shooter like Miller, na I mean Billa
Pull up in the Porsche, bad bitch talkin´ ´bout 500 horses
Started from the bottom, nigga was a filler
Now you need my name so your show could fill up
Keep my cup fill up, black car the Filla
Nigga small-talkin´, tell ´em put a mill up

I pull up with your bitch in the Rolls
Don´t even get it twisted cause it´s already rolled