Lyrics:
Man you need a ride?
Uhh, naw I'm good
[Haystak]
Stepped out the club with triple vision
Couldn't fit my keys in the ignition
Swerving all over
if buzz is big yea
Baby just say you'll be rollin' with me
On top of the world
Only if you gone be rollin' with me
And I be rollin'(rollin
either got it or you ain't shit
[Haystak]
I come, come, completely different then any other mother fucker
You must got me mixed up with another mother
[Haystak]
My minds constantly in money gettin mode
I done seen bitches flip like them Sony explodes
I came by way of a long bumpy road
Doin eighty it's all
down, better roll with me
Rollin' in my Cadillac
Rollin' in my Cadillac
Rollin' in my Cadillac
Rollin', rollin'
Rollin' in my Cadillac
Rollin' in my
I'm like picture me rollin', takin' you home
All eyes on me, drink, takin' a toast
Said everybody with me at the side of the road
It's me against
Nigga, tell me, is you rollin' with me?
Uh, now is you rollin' with me?
Baby, tell me, is you rollin' with me?
Uh, now is you rollin' with me
Matt Dillon
Haystak Mac Millon, thats Mr. Mac Millon
I came up with cash villians
Riding right, sack dealin
We be in the back chillin (in the back,
Hey homie where you come from
Who me I come from tha bottom tha bottom tha bottom
Tha bottom by haystak mak million
The trials and trigilations
as a whole
Do not approach me with negative energy
That is not hip or akin to my soul
(Nah)
Must be an enemy, tryna befriend a G
Must've mistook me for
associate Haystak with racism and rebel flags
You fucking bitch
When you mention me speak on killer weed and body bags
Hi proportion? And burning the flag
My
to shed tears so I held it in with my pride
But that's how we survive without getting swept by the tide
Scub dude I know you feel me
RIP Mr. Doyle
I know
Bitch by my side
Gun loaded she wanna ride
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
We Rollin
She Feeling me I wonder why
[Intro]
Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
[Verse 1: CEEFOE]
The brodie used to ride by my side and keep quiet
Always thought he paid no mind
If it wasn't for the bad, there wouldn't be no good
I want you to honk your horn if you're just glad to be leaving
(Yes, sir)
Me, I'm big Haystak
seek, my friend
Forgive me for tonight's descent
Miss you as the lights go dim but
Wake me as per precedent
Rollin' Rollin' Rollin' Rollin'
Rollin
and fags
Who associate Haystak with racism and rebel flags
You fucking bitch
When you mention me speak on killer weed and body bags
Hi proportion?
homie)
The ones that will be down to the very end
Yawl ain't related by blood but they just like ken
Coool peoples
And you'll always be, cool with me
Know what I'm saying, Big Haystak
Street Flavor Records, bitch, represent
I remember when I was young
All my people told me I could
Be anything I
my earnings
Oh yeah, by the way, Texas where I stay
It's definitely all good, I'm with Keke today
But I'm okay
Hit the inner state and make me a loof
got to ride like Matt Dillon
Haystak Mac Millon, that's Mr. Mac Millon
I came up with cash villians
Riding right, sack dealin
We be in the back chillin
stone-facin' is on
You can admire, but don't look too long
I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin'
It's hard to imagine picture me rollin
shakin asses
but everybody head turn when the coup passes
Who ride, I ride with my 9 hoe
I creep as I crept cause I gotta keep that low pro
rollin through
Rollin', rollin', rolling
With this big dream of mine
I'll never settle, in the booth
I steam like tea in the kettle
How I make it off a YouTube
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