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gbe strap – roll tide $ (freestyle) lyrics

[intro]
if a n+gga play, imma leave his ass in the blind
(ayy shut up, lieutenant made this one)
yeah, n+gga this too hard

[chorus]
i done made it out the trenches
i ain’t gon’ never leave my fye
gyg, n+gga play with this sh+t, it’s a fish fry
young n+gga steady spinnin’
throwin’ bullets, like they matt ryan
i got the hood up on my back
n+gga, this sh+t done broke my spine
money hungry for them benji’s
n+gga, you can see it in my eyes
you hoe will f+ck me for the rent
n+gga, tell me that i’m lyin’
i done [?] out my wrist, n+gga, i think i froze time
play in alabama, i done said they namе is roll tide

[verse]
up that b+tch up out my hip, what that is, a .45
try to run away from the gl!ck, p+ssy n+gga gon’ die
caught you likе a uzi, 30 like a ruler
run up on this stick and it’s gon’ touch you like the cooties
i was made for this, wish i found the trap sooner
every day the same thing, i’m just tryna maintain
ran it up off sellin’ weed, i didn’t have to slang ‘cain
cut some n+ggas out, who was in the way, i had the chain lane
[?] hit his top, n+gga ain’t got the same brain
n+gga think he can’t get tapped
i know lil shawty thought the same thing
you ain’t even gotta ask me who i’m with
n+gga, i’m with the same gang
you ain’t even gotta ask me where i’m be
[?] where i hang, [?], that where i be, ea, come cop a p
pop a tag, a shopping spree, [?] can’t notice me
pocket’s fat on overload, d+mn them hoes might notice me
put the [?] straight in my pocket, d+mn, it ain’t no foldin’ me
feel like james harden with the rockets
d+mn it ain’t no holdin’ me
hollow tip done hit him all in his chest, he singin’ jodeci
[bridge]
50 on me, n+gga play and imma switch [?]
trappin’, thousand dollar sneaks
n+gga talk to me, it cost a fee
runnin’ through these bags
n+gga they talkin’ bout, i got “awesome feet”
sittin’ on yo ass and gettin no money
n+gga, come and talk to me

[chorus]
i done made it out the trenches
i ain’t gon’ never leave my fye
gyg, n+gga play with this sh+t, it’s a fish fry
young n+gga steady spinnin’
throwin’ bullets, like they matt ryan
i got the hood up on my back
n+gga, this sh+t done broke my spine
money hungry for them benji’s
n+gga, you can see it in my eyes
you hoe will f+ck me for the rent
n+gga, tell me that i’m lyin’
i done [?] out my wrist, n+gga, i think i froze time
play in alabama, i done said they name is roll tide

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