Need Sxme Mxre

[Intro (Visual)]
I'm rolling
I'm rolling
Ok, ok, lemme put the track up
You su- bro that take was kinda iconic
It was man, and this is gonna be even better

[Intro]
Run up the racks pon everything everything
Everything everything
[?]
[?] shit
Scar lord Ayy, Ayy

[Chorus]
Breathe out
On a roll
Baby start it
Let them know
Yeah I did it
On my own
I cut it up
But I need some more
Breathe out
On a roll
Baby start it
Let them know
Yeah I did it
On my own
I cut it up
But I need some more

[Verse 1]
Oh yah
All the fucking acting and I seen you do it
You should win an Oscar for those skills you're missing (Oh Yah)
I don't ride my boss, I keep my skills improving (Yah Uhh)
I don't ever miss a hiss, I swing like Bruce Lee (Yah Yah)
Let them talk that shit, I'm out here dropping bangers (Yah Yah)
Thotties call my line and stress me so I handle (Yah Yah)
Had a chip for life, I should've got her pregnant (Hah Yah)
I just hit a lad and got it back this time like
(Sit it, sit it up. sit it, sit it up
Yah, yah, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Yah, yah, yah)

[Verse 2]
Who you foolin'
Understand I'm cushed here
Taking for the suitcase
I slapped her like a smoothie
I fuck her in the movies
It's chill just got me woozy
I might turn a new page
Turn up when I lose it
I got a cash flow (Ayy)
Reckin' it at home (Ayy)
You niggas shallow (Ayy)
Order a bat bow (Ayy)
I got stacks to blow away
Make it out with no delay
I'mma smash this modern age
I don't need no proper name
Tell your Mrs. to come chat for the kid, one time
All this vicious 'cause I fly to my shit so fast
Who the fuck you think you are, I don't need advice
They can wreck us to the spot, watch me set it off
Booyah

[Verse 3]
My ex girl thinks I'm messed up (Yah Yah)
"I am out here tryna' act like I'm a gangster" (Yah Yah)
A hundred k for the watch or something (Yah uhh)
Meanwhile I keep my paper jumping (Yah Yah)

[Chorus]
Breathe out
On a roll
Baby start it
Let them know
Yeah I did it
On my own
I cut it up
But I need some more
Breathe out
On a roll
Baby start it
Let them know
Yeah I did it
On my own
I cut it up
But I need some more

[Bridge]
Down
Yah, Yah, Ayy
Down
Down, down
Lord
Yah, Yah
Ok
Ok
Let's go

[Verse 4]
Money, fucking, long
And I'm stunting on you niggas
I've done studied every chart
Memorized every digit
I'mma motherfucking scar
And I'll rap 'till I get it
I've been doing checks apart
You don't really know the difference
Money, fucking, long
And I'm stunting on you niggas
I've done studied every chart
Memorized every digit
I'mma motherfucking scar
And I'll rap 'till I get it
I've been doing checks apart
You don't really know the difference