YFN Lucci - Rolled On (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
Search, synchronize, and download lyrics in LRC and SRT formats for YouTube music videos by videoID or Title.
You can preview or test subtitles before downloading them.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
(optional) Use the buttons below or the keyboard shortcuts "G" or "H" to adjust subtitle synchronization before downloading.
The available subtitles for the media will be listed below.
When available, click to load or test subtitles from the list below.
Note: Some words may be censored. This is for preview only.
You will receive the uncensored version when you download it.
YFN Lucci - Rolled On (en) Lyrics
by RentAnAdviser.com
Uh, if it's love, say that shit, yeah
If it's war, then we slide too, yeah
I'm too grown to play that shit, yeah
I drop a bag and they gon' find you
Ayy, roll with me or get rolled on
Roll with me or get rolled on
Boy, I'm ridin' 'til my soul gone
Cold world, put a coat on
You ain't gang, nigga, hold on
Nigga, picture me rollin',
know I got Pac on, know
that I got my Glock on
Self-made, good with that ratchet,
play, you gon' die, holmes
Bitch-made, shrimp in the basket,
them niggas popcorn
Know I'm gon' get my pop on
I hear you niggas adlibbing like
me, lookin' like my clones
I see you niggas actin' all tough,
but really mean no harm
I never wish the worst for 'em
Knowin' I'm out that mud and you
still wanna throw dirt on me
Keep playin', I got a hearse for 'em
That boy say keep sprayin', nigga, keep
sprayin' 'til you see one fall
Uh, keep prayin', nigga, we ain't
sparin' nan' one of y'all
You done got the don involved
I'm the wrong one to call, yeah
Bully with the longnose
Handheld fully, extra handle,
frrt, hold on
Medallion with the gold rope
Rollie face snocone
Eyeball the whole zone
Bubble coat needed, the temperatures
in my zone cold
I put all of my woes on immediately
Overnight the pack to civilians
somewhere in Sicily
Leather in the loft so soft,
it came from Italy
Went from bein' broke to a boss,
I'm talkin' literally
Look out for your people and feed
'em or that's a penalty
Gotta keep the yeek, it ain't
peaches environmentally
He ain't takin' pride in his
bangin', a lack of dignity
I handpick the killers and utilize
'em efficiently, on G-O-D
Please support me on PATREON Thank you!