Rollie on my wrist that enough said Aye Niggas want me gone yeah they want me dead Aye You don't wanna fuck then baby give head Not a blood but you know i stay rocking red It's a bust down wrist getting too cold Like a touchdown I'm dancing in the end zone Love my mama yeah that's really who I do it for And they can't slow me down so they claim I'm an asshole Rollie on my wrist that's a tic toc Bitch on my dick they tryna lip lock Diamond really wet they really piss rocks They see the swag and they see the drip drop Bag bag bag bag bag I won't even talk to you unless you talking cash I don't wanna fuck with you . You kinda like my last Cause every bitch that ever left me always stay running back I know you claim you with it but you ain't really with that life Baby back back I heard yo pussy really trife And what's the run down I'm creeping riding thru the night Chase bags fuck bitches keep your money right If I told you about my life would you believe it I know the reason that they hate me cause I'm too conceded Mama said be careful when you big dreaming