ROLLIN Lyrics by BIA
(Feat. DJ Snake, Cash Cobain)
Rolling with my, rolling with my
Rolling with my, rolling with my (BIA, BIA)
I like living life on the edge
I’m having Hermes on my bed
This is Chanel scarf on my head
I put on jewelry when I’m going to bed
Wrists hurt when I flex
Pull up the roof down when I’m vexed
Turn that woof down if you fed, ayy
I came out drop dead
We really grew up in projacks
I’m throwing C’s on my bra
I’m giving glam like I rap in a prom dress
I know a bitch and she so stressed
Don’t really rap, I’m a song stress
Who’s scared of breaking the law
When I got the money to clean up my own mess?
Rolling with my, rolling with my
Rolling with my, rolling with my
I just made a million for tag
I just went to Richard Street from Rags
Told my ex I’m never looking back
Karma, I’m steady looking mad I never ever seen him drop a bag of sacks
My bitch ask
Is just like me, shit fat, damn
Rollin’ with my niggas, here we on the road
Started from the bottom, now my body’s swole
Niggas wrist on froze, never switch on bro
Never goin’ broke, ain’t never lovin’ home
Rolling with my, rolling with my
Rolling with my, rolling with my
Rolling with my, rolling with my
Rolling with my, rolling with my