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[Intro] FOREVERROLLING It just do somethin' to my, it just— It just do something to my mood [Chorus] Riding something fast, hit the gas, it go "Vroom" (It just do something to my mood) Sold my last bag, now it's back to the room (It just do something to my mood) Thumbin' through that money, it just do something to my mood (It just do something to my mood) Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid, all blues Thumbin' through that money, it just do something to my mood (It just do something to my mood) Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid, all blues [Verse 1] Addicted to that money, since elementary I sold candy I know I'll be alright, I learned to cook my dope left-handed If street niggas got an award for getting it going, I need my Grammy Some niggas don't be knowing just from me showing, they need examples If me and you getting into it, ain't back and forth, I'ma get that hammer (Pshh) Thеn high speed on the boys, I can't afford to sit in the slammer Thеy know my money enormous, I think they goin' just cause I'm handsome They know I want to record 'em, you look gorgeous, hold that camera It's George riding in that Phantom, the top drop, it's a Dawn There's panties in the window, bae, this is my car, not my mom's Ride Cullinan in the winter, every day I'm under the stars I'm juiced all through Houston, hittin' shit like Mark McGwire [Chorus] Riding something fast, hit the gas, it go "Vroom" (It just do something to my mood) Sold my last bag, now it's back to the room (It just do something to my mood) Thumbin' through that money, it just do something to my mood (It just do something to my mood) Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid, all blues Thumbin' through that money, it just do something to my mood Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid, all blues (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2] The boss of all bosses, the game test me, I passed all of 'em (And I passed all of 'em) Being real, I wouldn't even feel your whole life savings if I lost it (The game test me) Cross-country with no talking; it's routine, I do this often It's yours because you bought 'em; once they touchdown, don't even call me Bum niggas, just be talking, trap shit would' been dead without me They lil' boys, they do lil 'shit, spend they lil' bitch at they houses They background check be bouncin', his daddy ain't even vouchin' Most sisters of my granny know I send bags to they houses Knew they nephew was awesome, till I'm there, hid in couches Paid bills and a few houses, I'm twisted, keep they mouth zip I'm Birdman like a falcon, on God, I ain't no saint I'm a big fish in this tank, they want me to pull over but I can't [Chorus] Yeah, riding something fast, hit the gas, it go "Vroom" (It just do something to my mood) Sold my last bag, now it's back to the room (It just do something to my mood) Thumbin' through that money, it just do something to my mood (It just do something to my mood) Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid, all blues Thumbin' through that money, it just do something to my mood (It just do something to my mood) Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid, all blues