Roll In Peace - Intellectual

[Intro:]

Yea

Buckscheme

Bad colors

Yea

Hey

[Pre Chorus:]

Shorty bad mama mia

So intoxicated and so faded off the reefa

Yea, still kicking it like FIFA

Some people say I ain't shit but truth is I am diarrhoea

Yea

[Verse 1:]

I can’t even roll in peace

Yoh bicth wanna roll with me

Spot full of hoes and weed

I be fucking and smoking trees

I should be overseas like ocean breeze

Right? totally no one left back like oven grease

Fuck around and get rose a wreath (graah)

Graah neck want a golden piece (gold)

Nobody bold as me (aye)

Wrist want a frozen piece (ice)

Nobody cold as me (nah)

Designer my clothes and feet

A lot didn't notice me (fr)

Yall finna notice me

Go ham on a stoling beat (damn)

Damn cool beats getting flame

This young king from Spain

Am in a different lane

The bars too slick and chained

Shorty so thick god damn (wow)

Gt me like bitch god damn (aye)

Wanna give her dick god damn (aye)

She got me double topping on her gram

Hey wait deh mek mi roll my weed up

Dawg dah pack ya loud like Yeezus

Now me up in a the clouds like jesus

High out a this world like venus

Why you girlfriend like pre us

She seet clearly say the scheme buck

She want high grade so mi give her a splif

And a so she get di D+

Hey