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Yeat - Roley Dae Lyrics

Rolëy DÆ Lyrics[Intro]
Yeah, man
Too much money, this shit tied, it's too much money
(Oogie Mane killed it)
Shit, you know how it go
Hmm, yeah
Hmm

[Pre-Chorus]
I just got the Tesla, so I want me a mil' (Mmm)
Know that you sad, 'cause I know how you feel (Mmm)
Still got this money, I didn't sign no deal (Kay, mmm)
I'm not no junkie, I still pop these pills (Mmm)
We're in Beverly, talkin' bout the hills (Mmm)
We're up in Beverly, talkin' bout some mills
Syrup, I poured up, and then I don't feel
Just bought a script, I got Wock' for a bill

[Chorus]
Just woke up to the bread, just woke up to a bag (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
Just woke up to the bag, just woke up to a broad (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
Just wokе up to a bag, just woke up to a bag (Yeah, yeah) (Hmm, hmm)
Just wokе up to a swag, just woke up to the bread (Yeah, yeah) (Hmm, hmm)

[Verse]
It's a Rollie day, I'm buying a rollie today, uh (Uh)
It's a Chrome Heart day, lil' bitch, I'm rockin that Chrome today, uh (Uh)
It's an Oxy day (Hmm), I'm poppin' like three today, uh (Uh)
I fell in love with them cars (Skrrt), I fell in love with the money (Hmm)
Soon as you get into something, everyone act a lil' funny (Hmm, hmm)
Walk in the store, cop it all, everything that I want, cause I got it on me (Hmm)
Just left your crib with your girl, you just got off of work in the parking lot (Hmm)
Yeah, I told my dog you a bitch, you the one to go pull up, he bark a lot (Hmm)
We wanna sip on some lean, so I cop me some Tris, so I just wanna hit up Exotic Pop (Let's go)
Your girl wanna suck on the team, wanna suck on the squad, so I pulled up and gave her the lollipop
Walked down the street with a glick in my pocket, I shot at my opp and it sounded like Mardi Gras (Bop, bop, bop, bop)
You wanna talk bout the shit that you never gon' do, cause you really wan' sit there and talk a lot (Shhh)
Do my little boo gotta pull up on you with that doot-doot-doot-doot and then pull down his balaclava? (Doot-doot-doot-doot, uh, hmm)
We boutta get to the bread, yeah, the cheese, yeah, the miracle whip and then finish that lettuce off (Hmm)
I been off Oxy' for months, I don't even know what it feel like to be sober at all (Hmm)
Ride round, big ol' Bentley
I'm not your buddy, don't think that we friendly (Hmm)
Boy, it's so sad that you care about pennies
All she wan' do is just drink on some Henny (Yeah)
I walk in the spot, I can tell that they panic
You think that you hard, but you not talkin' granite (Hmm)
You gotta break off that loser mentality (Mmm)
Just talked to the devil, the one that I'm battling (Mmm)

[Pre-Chorus]
I just got the Tesla, so I want me a mil' (Mmm)
Know that you sad, 'cause I know how you feel (Mmm)
Still got this money, I didn't sign no deal (Kay, mmm)
I'm not no junkie, I still pop these pills (Mmm)
We're in Beverly, talkin' bout the hills (Mmm)
We're up in Beverly, talkin' bout some mills
Syrup, I poured up, and then I don't feel
Just bought a script, I got Wock' for a bill

[Chorus]
Just woke up to the bread, just woke up to a bag (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
Just woke up to the bag, just woke up to a broad (Yeah, yeah, let's go)
Just woke up to a bag, just woke up to a bag (Yeah, yeah) (Hmm, hmm)
Just woke up to a swag, just woke up to the bread (Yeah, yeah) (Hmm, hmm)