Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Goth
Performer
DJ Fu
Programming
Wallis Lane
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Baby Goth
Composer
Trippie Redd
Composer
Lil Xan
Composer
Matthew Day
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Fu
Producer
Wallis Lane
Producer
Naotointhiraimi
Mixing Engineer
Stacks
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Turn me up fool
[Verse 2]
See me in the pink Ferrari
I got on the hoodie 'cause my neck so icy
If you says I'm Baby, then I'm gon' take a breather
Baby cruising courtside, rollin' up a fatty
[Verse 3]
Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
I ain't slept in weeks
Rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
I been passing that OG
Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Livin' our life the way we fuckin' wanna
[Verse 4]
Swervin' in this brand new Wraith (Skrrt, skrrt)
Talkin' all that shit but **** you ain't got no case (Doo, doo)
You a dumb ass **** sendin' shots ain't got no aim (Ain't got no aim)
You a dumb ass **** if you think that bitch your bae
Think she with me right now, iced out
Me and baby rollin' till it's lights out (Lights out, yeah)
Need some cleaning Lysol
I said I'm rollin' with the gang, got pipes out (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
I ain't slept in weeks
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
I been passing that OG
Swimming in Louie, Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Livin' our life the way we fuckin' wanna
[Verse 6]
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
I ain't slept in weeks
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
I been passing that OG
Swimming in Louis, Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Livin' our life the way we fuckin' wanna
[Verse 7]
I don't pop no Molly
But I definitely fucked a Molly
They gon' tell me sorry when I get my first Grammy
Rest in peace to Granny, all that matters is my family
Rest in peace to Granny, all that matters is my family
[Verse 8]
Ice is heavy on my wrist now (My wrist is heavier)
Rollin' in a smoke cloud (We always smoking)
We too high up, I'm never coming down (Never coming down)
With the family fuckin' up the town (Town)
[Verse 9]
Now I'm swimming in the ocean
With my jet-ski robbing something
Got a girl I really like, the type that you could really see
I hope this girl is feeling me, yeah
I said I hope this girl is feeling, yeah
[Verse 10]
Baby bust me down like a brand new watch (Bust me down)
If you feeling low let me you turn you up a line (Turn you up a line)
Shine this sweet drip brighter than a new Grammy
Have you puffy fatties, swaying with the palm trees
[Verse 11]
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
I ain't slept in weeks
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
I been passing that OG
Swimming in Louie, Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Livin' our life the way we fuckin' wanna
[Verse 12]
Rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
I ain't slept in weeks
Rollin', rollin', rollin'
I been passing that OG
Swimming in Louie, Gucci, Fendi, Prada
Livin' our life the way we fuckin' wanna
Written by: Baby Goth, DJ Fu, Lil Xan, Matthew Day, Trippie Redd, Wallis Lane