Roll It - Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan

Roll It, Roll it, Get It

Roll it, Roll It, Roll It Get It

Get up Nigga

Go and Roll It Roll It

Get Up Nigga Roll It Roll It Roll It Roll it

I’m pimpin' em everyday (X6)

YSL lifestyle (slime)

I’m livin' too wild

I’m out in the open with the 40 pound

Get down, Pussy Lay down

My migos he bring me them birds and I get that cash back in a hurry

He told me to never take em off and everyone in my whole family no worries

I’m pourin up 4's, i fallin asleep I doze

I pull up on hoes and I show 'em my gold

(These niggas wanna take somethin, leave ‘em cold.)

I told you I am the reason you makin this money right now (sheesh)

I told you if you ever play with me Ima gun your ass down

I told you Big homie Peewee Longway ain’t gon never turn down

He ain’t leave his coat at the school but he still lost & found

Roll It, Roll it, Get It

Roll it, Roll It, Roll It Get It

Get up Nigga

Go and Roll It Roll It

Get Up Nigga Roll It Roll It Roll It Roll it

I’m pimpin' em everyday (X6)

Rollie on my wrist it cost me bout a thirty

Gold rollie on my wrist it cost about a birdy

Have a threesome with them bitches faithful that’s the old me

Thug said don’t hold the soup, pass one to my homie

Roll it, daddy rollin

Oh my god, I’m on that molly I be rollin

Word on my squad, im in this booth, with this 40

So you better pray to god

You one of my niggas better Hope I know you

Pussy clap from the ‘nolia

I got her rollin rollin rollin (hey)

I got her rollin rollin rollin

And a car that i’m riding is stolen

The dust on the money get older

Gotta stack it up, stack it up

So much money that I can’t even fold it

She want no rocks, she wants that sand, that bitch

Roll It, Roll it, Get It

Roll it, Roll It, Roll It Get It

Get up Nigga

Go and Roll It Roll It

Get Up Nigga Roll It Roll It Roll It Roll it

I’m pimpin' em everyday (X6)