Young Jerz - Tuna Roll lyrics

[Intro] Yeah. turn me up [Chorus] Uh, business as usual Money on my mind, I can feel it in my cuticle f** the 9 to 5, wasn't made for a cubicle Now know I'm raw, tuna roll Yep [Verse 1] Uh you know what it is, Kid Ink up in this b**h Hear that errr smell the scent, b**h I'm on, all in One hit'll leave a n***a's nose twitching like Bewitched So what I'm smoking on, I swear to God I'm floating in a drift Alumni we the illest, sicker than Contagion All up in your hood like my n***as work at Kragen Know that L.A. is the city but it look like we from Beijing Say I don't be in my city? Who the f** is you fugazing, let's go [Verse 2: Kid Ink] It go Peter picked them peppers, n***a, I just picked them hoes out Swimming in the money, how I'm living, boathouse I don't need a floaty cause I'm sitting on a cloud Tell the world kiss my a** head up, look at me now b**h Back on immense, stack on stack I'm racking it in Swear that they ain't f**ing with me, talking all that abstinence Yeah, b**h I'm blowing up, you the bomb n***as know I'm raw, tuna roll [Verse 3: Kid Ink] Batter up, I'm outta here Find me in the cut like aloe vera I'm the man in this b**h you just Tyler Perry See me throwing money in the sky 'til I'm outta air Sorry your honour but I had to k** 'em n***as think they hard but they softer than pillows And I'm high off a pill in the building like dealers Pissing off the tenants give a f** 'bout your feelings, tell 'em I'm on, yeah [Verse 4: Kid Ink] Okay, snapback, hatback, smoking on that loud pack Blow it to the ceiling, look like bombs over Baghdad b**h I'm worth a milli, even more before the taxes I'm the realest on the atlas you can go and ask the ma**es, what up? What's up What's up? Uh, roll up, hold up, have a taste You ain't gotta go to outer space To see the stars baby, welcome to the show Yeah these n***as know I'm raw, tuna roll, yeah [Outro] Alumini b**h Wheels up n***as know I'm raw, tuna roll