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roll it up - keem lyrics

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[intro: keem]
keemy
alongside taijon
aye

[hook: keem]
roll it up all day (roll it)
throw the cash and make it rain (cash, cash)
my new b-tch be slayin (slay b-tch slay)
f-ck wit her she’ll make you pay (oh no)
listen i’m all about the money, can you hear that? (cash)
dream about pulling up in a maybach (skrrrr)
on revenge for that money call it payback (payback)
rolled up a spliff with a b-tch now i’m laid back (back, yeah)

[verse 1: tai]
rollin rollin toking toking that’s just how i feel (ah)
told wifey she’s a snack, let me have you after my meal (ouu)
having lucid dreams tell me if this sh-t is real
iced out rollie
diamonds drip all on me (splash)
i don’t see you homie
riding in a stoly (skrr)
ops on my -ss but that’s a different story
don’t you see the glory (nah)
you another phoney
right wrist froze i know you can’t ignore me (you can’t)

[hook: keem]
roll it up all day (roll it)
throw the cash and make it rain (cash, cash)
my new b-tch be slayin (slay b-tch slay)
f-ck wit her she’ll make you pay (oh no)
listen i’m all about the money, can you hear that? (cash)
dream about pulling up in a maybach (skrrrr)
on revenge for that money call it payback (payback)
rolled up a spliff with a b-tch now i’m laid back (back, yeah)

[verse 2: keem]
keemy, yessir, okay, aye
speedin through through the streets, other rappers be pedestrians (skrr)
ice on my body, got a n-gga looking elegant (bling)
n-ggas mad because my b-tch is foreign and she glamorous (that’s right)
n-gga i have cl-ss, counting stacks like a -n-lyst (check)
take the money push the weight, yeah (okay)
finish up my plate, yeah (plate)
gotta get the stacks (stacks)
not up for debate, yeah (okay)
married to money (yeah)
never to fornicate, yeah (no)
first to the top (okay)
and these rappers never placed (yeah)
keemy never changed, yeah (no)
get that your brain (brain)

[verse 3: tai]
yeah
yeah i changed the game b-tch
i don’t have time for that lame sh-t (no)
i want the bag i don’t wanna be famous (ahh)
i don’t wanna be caught up with that fame sh-t (ahh)
might just have to hit a stain b-tch
mask on
no ident-ty
all my neighbours keep em close they my enemies
they hate cause they know they can’t get rid of me
hit the gas i just lost all my memory, yeah you feelin’ me?

[hook: keem]
roll it up all day (roll it)
throw the cash and make it rain (cash, cash)
my new b-tch be slayin (slay b-tch slay)
f-ck wit her she’ll make you pay (oh no)
listen i’m all about the money, can you hear that? (cash)
dream about pulling up in a maybach (skrrrr)
on revenge for that money call it payback (payback)
rolled up a spliff with a b-tch now i’m laid back (back, yeah)

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