Big Face Roley lyrics

[Chorus]
I done did [?] I done did [?]
I done did A.P.'s, I done did A.P.'s
But ain't nothing like a Roley, ain't nothing like a Roley
On your motherf*cking sleve, on your motherf*cking sleve
Big face Roley, on my wrist
My advice is, n*gga, tuck your b*tch
Some of my n*ggas rob sh*t, some of them rich
It really don't matter, we all in this b*tch
I said big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley

[Verse 1]
Looking like the motherf*cking man, when I walk through
Tell the help make way, let a f*cking boss through
30 on my watch, so n*gga, watch who you talk to
'Cause I'll drop 30 on your head and get you chalked through
Used to sell dog food, used to sell yola
Parked the Benz, pulled back up in the Rover
Choppers for my soldiers, bottles for my clique
n*ggas' hoes round this b*tch, 'cause n*ggas' hoes on my di*k
From F.A. F.A., that is what my neck say
Just made a killing, still plotting on my next play
The streets say they need me, these rap n*ggas cheesy
They trying too hard, and you do it so easy
Lil n*gga, you ain't even seen 50 bands
So cut that competing talk out, you understand?
I done hit the club, with just four of my mans
20 thousand on the soft, boy, that's a hundred bands
[Chorus]
I done did [?] I done did [?]
I done did A.P.'s, I done did A.P.'s
But ain't nothing like a Roley, ain't nothing like a Roley
On your motherf*cking sleve, on your motherf*cking sleve
Big face Roley, on my wrist
My advice is, n*gga, tuck your b*tch
Some of my n*ggas rob sh*t, some of them rich
It really don't matter, we all in this b*tch
I said big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley

[Verse 2]
Whole brick, my neck worth a whole brick
Shout out to the n*ggas that I sold O's with
I heard you was speaking on me, on some ho sh*t
This big face telling me to take your b*tch
Put your money over hoes in these streets
Hoes eventually fall off, that money gon' increese
Big homie got the pies, and done broke me off a piece
I paid him off in two days, even though he said a week
These n*ggas thinking [?] sh*t cute
Til they family crying in the church wearing suits
Meanwhile, I'm on the phone, sitting in the coupe
[?] guts, same color as the boots
Back and forth to the back [?]
I came up, I'm used to see fiends having withdrawls
For some reason, all the hoes on me don't come with draws
Probably 'cause I rock a big face like a big dawg
[Chorus]
I done did [?] I done did [?]
I done did A.P.'s, I done did A.P.'s
But ain't nothing like a Roley, ain't nothing like a Roley
On your motherf*cking sleve, on your motherf*cking sleve
Big face Roley, on my wrist
My advice is, n*gga, tuck your b*tch
Some of my n*ggas rob sh*t, some of them rich
It really don't matter, we all in this b*tch
I said big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley
Big face Roley, big face Roley