Billy Cook - Rollin lyrics

rate me

(feat. Yung Chill)

[talking:]

Yeah, you know what it is

A Lunie-Tunez production, oh boy

It's your boy Yung Chill, Billy Cook

You know we rolling

[Hook: x2]

You know we rolling, big face folding

Purple stuff po'ing, when you see us chopping up the block

You know we banging, 84's swanging

Gripping on the grain and, chunking up the deuce and giving niggaz dap

[Billy Cook:]

You know I'm gripping grain, you know I'm switching lanes

Candy, leaving stains

Billy looking good, diamonds against the wood

Chopping, through your hood

Cause I be on them back blocks, hand on my stash spot

In case, you wanna act fly hey

Cause playa haters, wanna know who you are

When you coming down, like a superstar

[Hook x2]

[Billy Cook:]

My cars my flow, my ice so cold

My click so thoed, 24's sitting low

Yung Chill with the track, how you boys love that

BMG 1965, we bust back

Keep it hood and gritty, tatted up I stay city

H-Town be the sound, for the new underground

Ice king of R&B, I hold the title and the crown

It's Billy Cook what it do, all you haters going down

[Hook x2]

[Yung Chill:]

You know we rolling rolling, you know we folding folding

You know we po'ing po'ing, chopping up the block boy

You know we banging banging, you know we swanging swanging

Gripping on that grain'n grain'n, now bring it back

[Hook x2]

[Yung Chill:]

You know I'm rolling baby, 84's poking baby

Bentley grill, they done jumping out my hood posing baby

Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup

Candy blue park, every draped up and dripping slabby

Ha-ha, now what you know about them Texas boys

Coming down in candy toys, smoking weed and talking noise

You can call me, Yung Chill the Great

A Kanye of the Lone Star State, get it straight shake

[Hook x2]