Section Boyz - Roll With Me lyrics

[Hook: Sleeks] She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up I'm in the back road doin gear 6 With a hondo I'll leave ya You got a trap phone but it stack slow, n***a get your Ps up Get your Ps up get your Ps up [Verse 1: Deepee] They know they're familiar She rolling my weed up It's only amnesia Section only in the speaker The mandem are old and they need them a breather I know where my soul [?] I don't know him, I showed him the beater Bullet running around and I heard there's a [?] I was all on the route with Neena Bro went [?], bro came out then bro went back to the freezer Word, sh** heard cause its deeper Swerve, [?] came in the Beamer Still puttin work in the curb And the verse I'll burst, she a speaker [Verse 2: Littlez] Get your Ps up Half a brick just re'ed up In my whip I'm speeding, n***a I'll leave ya Tell the man there keep up, my dogs ain't squeezing this size speaker Tryna [?] like fever She want to roll with me, gotta roll my weed up And she holds that beat up, think that I might keep up I was so broke down couldn't [?] man With the paper I tell man, I phone man Roll with the stick like an old man Bro don't smoke [?], but he might smoke man Thought you wanna be a roadman? Get phone in the [?], could you cope fam? Better get with the program Gyal scream Section like it's a slogan [Hook: Sleeks] She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up I'm in the back road doin gear 6 With a hondo I'll leave ya You got a trap phone but it stack slow, n***a get your Ps up Get your Ps up get your Ps up [Verse 3: Sleeks] Bagging up Z's bagging up draws trying to get my Ps Trappin ain't dead, may be yours, my connect's in the speakers And man wan' talk about real, but the Section's realer They're moist, make a young G spray up the heater On the road with the amne' pack 6.5 for a box Imma grab that No face no case with a bang bang Witness take a guess like hangman I be on the back streets, I'm speedin If I make gear 6 I'll leave him Tell her roll that weed up, I got loud like speaker n***a get you Ps up [Hook: Sleeks] She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up I'm in the back road doin gear 6 With a hondo I'll leave ya You got a trap phone but it stack slow, n***a get your Ps up Get your Ps up get your Ps up [Verse 4: Knine] Hunch O's need hunch O's Tryna stack cheese, them nachos them nachos She Dubai, shape nice, and her hair set like Rapunzel Young boys in the dumb hype, green light that's nuttin but trouble The amne' got me buzzin like a bumble With the Section you don't wanna rumble Same gyal they coughin up, them gyal that we run through Skatin through your ends in an old school That's [?] but that freeze kinda old school That dotty a long tool From my guys from the cage [?] That [?] that front [?] gettin flame on [Verse 5: Swift] Roll that weed up, do them trees up Tryna put my feet up She wants a feeler More figures in the kitchen, whippin up them zebras Doin that wrist ting, like you tryna do a wheeler Hurricane Katrina, you can ask Neena That paigon's a witness, he told feds that he's seen us Friends in prison, them man to get freed up Skeng lookin different, they're like what's that heater [Hook: Sleeks] She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up She wanna roll with me, I tell her roll my weed up And when she's blowing me Imma put my feet up I'm in the back road doin gear 6 With a hondo I'll leave ya You got a trap phone but it stack slow, n***a get your Ps up Get your Ps up get your Ps up