1-900

Money on my mind, don't need no b*tch
1-900, you don't want this s*it
I'ma take a couple L's that I don't make quick
1-900, never trust no b*tch
I be rollin', rollin', rollin' high
Rollin' so high, am I high?
Rollin', rollin', rollin' high
Rollin' up, fallin' down
I be rollin', rollin'
Nah, b*tch, I be rockin' Rollies
My wrist, goddamn, girl, throw it
Homeless, and I know you don't know it
You dumb b*tch
Oh my, oh why?
Shorty look so goddamn fine
Oh my, oh why?
I'ma have to make her mine
Guess we game, baby
Pull up in the 2-door coupe