Rolling Papers
Domo Genesis, Tyler, the Creator
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Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up Add heat, kiss the end, let the colored vapors in Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop Cops rolling past, rolling papers in the passenger Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out Bitches and they asses out, money counting, cotton mouth Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch Maharishi kicks and Bape Tee's I really do this Snapping necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit Smoking joints with mixed breed bitches, right where the pool is I never press, just relax, don't start choosing Taking notes on how to win, fucking students Left my main chick, now the new bitches I'm scooping Stacey Dash type, I'm cheating and they clueless I'm from the gang or the pack or the litter Better guard your daughter or your mother or your sister Chances are she is an avid OF listener And when we exit she will proceed to exit with us To the Homestead Suites to drink liquor Party all night, it's her dream to be with us She'll tae kwon do anything that we mentioned Just because she know that we the Wolf Gang niggas Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up Add heat, kiss the end, let the colored vapors in Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop Cops rolling past, rolling papers in the passenger Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out Bitches and they asses out, money counting, cotton mouth Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga I kept it G, kept the good weed fired up It's been a good year, record labels wanna hire us But OF just chilling, let the fuckers admire us My shit's so swift, I could gang Miley Cyrus up But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen Ice water cold, I'm the coldest nigga rapping Y'all was cool in high school, what the f*ck happened? Still low like Laurel parking ticket is, I'm dashing Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? Yup Ignorant as f*ck, but I swear I won't change up That's a bad call, bitches catch fastballs Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up Add heat, kiss the end, let the colored vapors in Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop Cops rolling past, rolling papers in the passenger Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out Bitches and they asses out, money counting, cotton mouth Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
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Written by: DOMINIQUE COLE, TYLER OKONMA
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