Roll Away lyrics

[Intro]
Danny's got superpowers

[Chorus]
I roll away, Cookies or another strain
I don't play no games, I smoke today
Gunshots make you run away
Like Labor Day, I spray away
She the type of b*tch, took my feelings off the shelf (For real)
Now it's me and her, don't give a f*ck 'bout no one else (Yeah)
I was broke, now I got tiger on my belt (Goddamn)
Say I'm ugly, n*gga go look at yourself
I get to the green like Popeye 'cause I know that sh*t good for my health
You run up on me, promise your life gon' be shorter than an elf

[Verse 1]
You run up on me, promise I'm gon' leave you right up in a ditch
Kel-Tec, 223's leave you sleeping with the fish
They call me a litter box 'cause I'm with the sh*ts
And b*tch I'm wearing crocs (Yeah), you know how it is
We some misfits, you can't put us in a box, we just gon' break it
One day you'll see Patek on the watch, b*tch, I mean it
I believe in manifesting 'cause I seen it
You can buy like any car, put the range on the rover
f*ck a bad broad, nowadays I'm never sober
If you ain't 'bout the money then the conversation's over
Can't have them in my business, that's why I've been living covert
[Chorus]
I roll away, Cookies or another strain
I don't play no games, I smoke today
Gunshots make you run away
Like Labor Day, I spray away
She the type of b*tch, took my feelings off the shelf (For real)
Now it's me and her, don't give a f*ck 'bout no one else (Yeah)
I was broke, now I got tiger on my belt (Goddamn)
Say I'm ugly, n*gga go look at yourself
I get to the green like Popeye 'cause I know that sh*t good for my health
You run up on me, promise your life gon' be shorter than an elf

[Verse 2]
I've been taking out the trash, got LV all on my bag
I've been dripping like a fish tank, n*gga got swag
I've been getting to the big bank, where are y'all at?
Talent, determination, that's what y'all lack
Man I swear my heart got colder, my n*gga, I mean it
Signed that deal and got some diamonds, now I feel anemic
I saw this sh*t, I dreamed it
Heard a n*gga talk sh*t, I beamed him
Tryna blow up off one big song and it don't need a remix
I wanna Goyard bag, to count that cash, and I mean it, for real
I hope that money comes, smoke that gas so I forget to feel
Put my di*k on her tongue, shawty told me that's her favorite meal
I'm in the limelight, rockstar, keep the high life
[Chorus]
I roll away, Cookies or another strain
I don't play no games, I smoke today
Gunshots make you run away
Like Labor Day, I spray away
She the type of b*tch, took my feelings off the shelf (For real)
Now it's me and her, don't give a f*ck 'bout no one else (Yeah)
I was broke, now I got tiger on my belt (Goddamn)
Say I'm ugly, n*gga go look at yourself
I get to the green like Popeye 'cause I know that sh*t good for my health
You run up on me, promise your life gon' be shorter than an elf