Roll Up

Now take a good hard look in the mirror

And look at yourself, before you start hating on me

Before you start hating on Sturla Atlas, who came from nothing

Swerving down the 101

Right now he's the man

Everybody know who he is

Now recognize

(Yeah)

I just did it cause I wanted to

(Girl)

I never said the things you wanted to

But I'm still going up, on this drug dealer sh*t

With my homies yeah we made it and you know it

But you never show it, with your friends

Moving sh*t around town like you mother****ing own it

I'm always on it, and if I'm not then I'm locked in the studio

Just trying to be honest

Roll up roll up

But only if you want to

Blow up blow up

Ooh, oh, oh oh, oh

Smoke up smoke up

I said if you want to

Blow up blow up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Avocado booty

Tin Man's on the roll how could I be so cold

Find me when you need me girl

Why You do this to me

Off shore bank accounts did it all on my own

And I'll do it again

As long as it feeds me

Gotta bunch of baes that rely on me and need me

They love me

Out in Paris and we peaking, european swag

Out in Paris now she's screaming

The crazy type, the s*xy chic

Engaged in a day and married in a week, girl

The certified, she know the streets

Million dollar booty and she pop it like a freak, dog

Roll up roll up

But only if you want to

Blow up blow up

Ooh, oh, oh oh, oh

Smoke up smoke up

I said if you want to

Blow up blow up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Roll up roll up

But only if you want to

Blow up blow up

Ooh, oh, oh oh, oh

Smoke up smoke up

I said if you want to

Blow up blow up

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Yeah she wanted me like a freak, dog

Never felt so flustered we made love in the sheets, dog

Only made love for a week, dog

And now she wanna leave, dog