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rolling loud - scammlikeelyy lyrics

[intro: iz bo]
iz bo

[verse 1: iz bo]
i ain’t nowhere near miami, but we rolling loud
try to act tough around your family, we close sh*t down
i introduced this b*tch to my family, she hold sh*t down
if we walk in with these poles, bet your bro sit down
stan walked in with a pint, that’s my focus now
i fell in love with weed, we gettin’ married, she my closest now
i’ll beat a b*tch down, ain’t text back, yeah, i’m ghostin’ now
everybody on the ride, so we can’t tell who the closest now
treat you like your mama, whip your ass ’cause you was showin’ out
n*ggas think they good through tinted glass, we finna blow it down
baby think the head good ’cause it’s fast, i told her slow it down
i be smokin’ ‘za, you smokin’ grass, you need to throw it out
pour the hi*tech in a glass every time my bougie ho in town
i’ma turn around fast, b*tch, if you don’t drop the lo’ in time
everybody got a gun, it ain’t no reason for you holdin’ mine
i’ma let you see my face when i drop you, it ain’t no disguise
[verse 2: scammlikeelyy]
i got the chopper shakin’ like tambourines
whole city come shop ’cause the raw is clean
n*ggas know i’ma face, i don’t pass the weed
i just paid a hundred for an eighth of some rapper weed
i’m in line and my n*gga came after me
on the road, i keep them hitters, they backin’ me
and i keep an fn on my hip, ain’t no jackin’ me
i got scammers workin’ for me like faculty
and we all stick together like scamily
add a punch to apple pay as a strategy
i could bring you back to earth like gravity
her baby daddy dead broke, that’s reality
i got a hundred k in cash actually
i couldn’t cap in my raps, that’s factually
i’ma run it up and give the money to majesty
i’ma stuff a whole two zips in this grabba leaf

[verse 3: baglife tee]
b*tch, i be around, i be rollin’ out the pound
keep some bad hoes around, finna beat ’em to the ground
my n*gga out of town, we finna meet at rolling loud
where the hoes? i’m finna scout, i’m tryna f*ck ’em in the mouth
i’m plugged down south, i ain’t never seen a drought
n*ggas know i shoot it out, drop a hundred, then i’m out
i hate when n*ggas talkin’ foul, k takin’ n*ggas out
my cousin locked, let him out, i hate when n*ggas chasin’ clout

- scammlikeelyy lyrics

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