Roller get rolled over

I'm about to get it lit get it popping like a clip when they trip talking shit I admit I dropped the hits that they can't forget that they can't dismiss I'm the Bliss of the mist when I flip the script and rip by the pimp a b**** and dip whipping Maserati find me on a Harley with the hottie little Barbie sipping Bacardi she's within the clothes up off her body feeling gnarly sipping barley at the party with everybody and every dime to a thought giving me love on the block as soon as I pop up in the club they clear the way for a thug hoes give me Love can't wait to whip out the clothes and start to f*** give me your dab give me your nub give me your b**** with a fat ass I'll show her up I'll blow her up while she blows me off I'm about to flipping soft in the Land of the Lost I didn't pay the cost colder than Jack Frost can't take a l can't take a loss they're trying to catch them spells but I'm about to throw them off


[Chorus] you either be  rolling with me or you getting rolled over trying to notice my routine wondering how I'm getting this exposure

[Chorus]

[Verse] I'm about to spit a curse from verse I disperse I make your bubble burst you're going to need a nurse and maybe even a hearse you can't even get amburst I'm about to make the triple worse

[Bridge]

[Final Chorus]

[Outro]

rap, trap, hip hop, ambient Gothic choir southcoast