Rolls lyrics

by

Fredo Santana


[Chorus]
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
'Member posted on the block sellin' coke
Now, I get them bricks and get 'em for the low
I just spent some racks and finna get some more
I just ran into a opp, I'm finna score
I just ran into a plug, I'm finna grow
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls

[Verse]
New money, new guns, I be on some new sh*t
b*tch ain't like to suck di*k, this is why I got a new b*tch
Sneak dissin' on the gang, can die with your loose lips
I be on some rich sh*t, takin' big trips
Smokin' cookie with your b*tch, on a cruise ship
Slid my clothes on, told her "I'll be back", I'm lyin', yeah, I dipped (Hahaha)
On some smooth sh*t, never lack, keep the gat, I cannot die (No)
Heal my life, I can't lose it
These b*tches can't get wifed, man, these b*tches, they be choosin'
Kobe in the 4th quarter, pass me the gun, I'm shootin'
Mike Tyson, bite your ear off, yeah, I chew it
Super savage, bite a n*gga face off, then I chew it (Haha)

[Chorus]
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
'Member posted on the block sellin' coke
Now, I get them bricks and get 'em for the low
I just spent some racks and finna get some more
I just ran into a opp, I'm finna score
I just ran into a plug, I'm finna grow
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
I got blists on my hand from countin' rolls
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