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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mack Wilds
Performer
Bink
Bass
Alan Ritter
Keyboards
Chessika Cartwright
Background Vocals
Tim Davies
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mack Wilds
Composer
Salaam Remi
Composer
Roosevelt Harrell
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bink
Producer
Salaamremi.com
Producer
Ryan Evans
Recording Engineer
Gary Noble
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
(Hello, hello?)
Yeah, hello?
Uh, my phone is fucking up on me
Can you hear me?
(Hello, hello?)
Yo
This damn phone
Hold on
[Verse 2]
Alright
(Where you want me to meet you though?)
By the thirty
(Downtown?)
Yeah
(Alright)
Come on
(Will you ring me back in the morning?)
Uh, I mean, I can, but
You coming through?
[Verse 3]
We can take it back to my crib
We can get away, no photographs
Chilling all alone in my home, what you on?
My crib
If you wanna roll, let's roll
Why you tryna front, you know what you want
[Verse 4]
Who's this I see?
Brown eyes, five-three
Legs right, ass tight
Just what I need to make my night right
And I need some change
Money come and go like planes
Ooh, fly down, what's your name?
[Verse 5]
'Cause you're looking like the perfect love song
Girl, you got me going with your clothes on
We can do this right here but that be so wrong
So what you say?
Girl, won't you roll my way?
[Verse 6]
We can take it back to my crib
We can get away, no photographs
Chilling all alone in my home, what you on?
My crib
If you wanna roll, let's roll
Why you tryna front, you know what you want
[Verse 7]
I feel no shame
I want you, don't play
All types, sweet things
Jump from my lips, do you wanna roll, babe?
You meet me downtown
Send your girls home now
I'm homebound, what you say?
'Cause I'm really wanting you to say
[Verse 8]
'Cause you're looking like the perfect love song
Girl, you got me going with your clothes on
We can do this right here but that be so wrong
So what you say?
Girl, won't you roll my way?
[Verse 9]
We can take it back to my crib
We can get away, no photographs
Chilling all alone in my home, what you on?
My crib
If you wanna roll, let's roll
Why you tryna front, you know what you want
Written by: Albert Goodman, Harry Milton Ray, Mack Wilds, Roosevelt Harrell, Salaam Gibbs, Salaam Remi, Walter Lee Morris