Roll Up-Sturla Atlas

Now take a good hard look in the mirror And look at yourself, before you start hatin' on me Before you start hatin' on Sturla Atlas, who came from nothing Swervin' down the 101. Right now he's the man Everybody know who he is! Now recognize. (Yeah) I just did it cause I wanted to (Girl) I never said the things you wanted to But I'm still goin' up, on this drug dealer shit With my homies yeah we made it and you know it But you never show it, with your friends Moving shit around town like you motherf**kin' own it I'm always on it, and if I'm not then I'm locked in the studio Just tryin' to be honest Roll up roll up But only if you want to Blow up blow up Ooh, oh, oh oh, oh Smoke up smoke up I said if you want to Blow up blow up Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Avocado booty Tin Man's on the roll how could I be so cold?, find me when you need me girl Why You do this to me? Offshore bank accounts did it all on my own And I'll do it again. UH-HUH As long as it feeds me Gotta bunch of baes that rely on me and need me. They love me! Out in Paris and we peakin', european swag! Out in Paris now she's screamin' The crazy type, the sexy chic Engaged in a day and married in a week, girl The certified, she know the streets Million dollar booty and she pop it like a freak dog Yeah she wanted me like a freak, dog Never felt so flustered we made love in the sheets, dog Only made love for a week, dog And now she wanna leave, dog!