Roll My Weed (feat. Jay Critch)

Yeah
 She gon' roll my weed and she gon' pour me up
 Valet, where my key? Nigga don't hold me up
 She gon' roll my weed (yeah), she gon' pour me up (yeah)
 Valet where my key? (yeah) Please don't hold me up (yeah)
 All I know is speed (yeah), bitch tryna slow me up (yeah)
 I'm goin' overseas, call a PJ and come load me up (yeah)
 I know she love the demeanor
 (yeah), I blow a dub when I seen her (yeah)
 I know these bitches be runnin' game,
 so I know what's up when I meet 'em (yeah)
 Young nigga I used to jump the train
 And we used to pump at the cleaners (yeah)
 My dream was to get 100 chains,
 and pull up and jump out and jump out of beamers (yeah, uh)
 Yeah look at the stats, we the ones that put the hood on the map (yeah)
 Most of you couldn't adapt, we started to lead and built if from scratch
 They sayin' wait for the hood to collapse
 [?] on my waist come with fully attached (fully attached)
 Aim at his face watch his hoodie detach
 No wonder our names get put in no raps, nigga
 She gon' roll my weed (yeah), she gon' pour me up (yeah)
 Valet, where my key? (yeah), please don't hold me up (yeah)
 All I know is speed (yeah), bitch I'm a slow [ (yeah)
 I'm goin' overseas, call a PJ and come load me up (yeah)
 Yo Don, there's way too much cash in the room
 Call the Brinks truck and tell them to load it up
 I been scorin', that's a hole-in-one
 With the jewelry on, a nigga cold as fuck
 I was inside of the Bentley truck, I was rollin' up and they notice us
 She keeps on tryna hop in with us and she wanna cup, so I poured it up
 You not gettin' money, you slow as fuck
 She just give up give up, forget it
 My wrist the X Games my, diamonds they shredded
 She got a head start, she can go sleddin'
 How you get a head start still got no credit?
 The first thing I learned in the hood was to get it
 With spikes on it, bottom's red like spaghetti
 Still be surprised when I look at the debit
 Still be surprised when I look where I'm headed
 Fuck a suburban I'm a crook and they [?] it
 Red bottoms got me hooked, it's a fetish
 They know who popped him, they couldn't accept it
 My hood ain't neglected, they know where we at
 You plannin' on slidin', I wouldn't suggest it
 The homies was sayin' I shouldn't address it
 The police watchin' but couldn't connect it
 She gon' roll my weed (yeah),
 she gon' pour me up (yeah)
 Valet, where my key?
 (yeah) Please don't hold me up (yeah)
 All I know is speed
 (yeah), bitch tryna slow me up (yeah)
 I'm goin' overseas, call a PJ and come load me up (yeah)