Текст Chinx Drugz – We Rollin

They clock how we rolling, boy, that’s how we do it,
Keep the pockets swollen, rhymes how we move,
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke Boy, had to loop it up.

Shawty’s F-ing with me, she love how I do it,
Pussy be a bomb, my budget she done blew it
Ain’t even my thang, charge it to the game
Fully loaded white V twizzy and away.

Toss a couple hundred, shawty she gone scoop it
Got her when I want her, know I got to loop it.

Swervin off that lean, tripping off for that beam,
VVS in my wing, whip and check it back cream.
Coke boy, I’m on it, party till the morning
The game is at my feet, I’m feeling like I own it.
Presidential rollie, Jesus on a link
Shooters hit you in the same hole in a blink.

They clock how we rolling, boy, that’s how we do it,
Came to plug us all, rhymes how we move,
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke Boy, had to loop it up.
We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling,
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling.
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke Boy, had to loop it up.

Drop top or that Molly, either way, I’m rolling,
Packers need some ice, all is full of swollen

Link’s jacking our sound, game let us spoil,
If you can’t beat them, join them, write a music with employer.
Shots, we deploy ’em, balling like ahoyas
Being broke is a disease, boy, I’m sorry for you.

Hopping on that money, planking on your bitch,
Slidin with your honey, it’s written in the script.
Balls is hand cocked, it’s written on the script,
And nigga change, just to talk to him cost a grip.

They clock how we rolling, boy, that’s how we do it,
Came to plug us all, rhymes how we move,
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke Boy, had to loop it up.
We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling,
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling.
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke Boy, had to loop it up.

We them boys, we got them big toys,
I know hope folks, but I’m a sick, you all boys.
Your girl on her knees, she about to choke, boy
She had a big mouth ’till I put it down her throat, boy.
We’re getting paper, adios, see you later
Time is money, so I got no time for the haters.
These hoes running back and forth like a waiter
Got a pimp in Gucci cane with the Gucci gaters.
I ain’t Captain Savior, man holds different favors,
This bitch is on my dick like a Motorola pager.
She like to be handcuffed, so I had to cage her
Stung by a young gun, so I hit her with the taser.

They clock how we rolling, boy, that’s how we do it,
Keep the pockets swollen, rhymes how we move,
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke boy, had to loop it up.
We rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling,
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling.
Toss a couple hundred, shawty scoop it up
Coke boy, had to loop it up.