Roll Thru

Lyrics

[Intro: Z] He love Man, it's Zarate and fam, better watch your tone homie Uh When we live that life, lot a things to say about Z lately Well look here All I know is I get creased up fitted Throw some cologne on it and uh [Verse 1: Z] Walking through, walk the H, I just blew my face off Tail swinging behind me and my flow ready to take off My flow persistent, hood bringing in the vase of mixed emotions This glass, that's when I spread the shit like a 90-60 coasting Y'all can't break my concentration all these flamеs I focus But the lights see the ends that arе bleeding, on this smoke I'm choking I trust nobody because they hearts is drunk with safety I'm sicker than the rest Whenever you stare I'm leaving the pay studs I'm patient on this paper I throw like what's in this paper Ask you out, close your mouth Don't take time just to hate ya I'm all about my courage It's easy to see behind my teeth Homies that's really down yeah just love to run through me So if you see me on the block just recline with a chair Or on my way to the store in the back of a drive Look, just know I'm on my way to a dangerous spot Draw 50 frames with these flames when I'm sitting outside [Chorus Z] I roll through with a shaved head and my tail just swinging Walk into the studio leave it flamed up like North side banging I ain't no punk you might've pissed off so don't try to tame me Want the money and pussy walls so fuck being famous Roll through with a shaved head and my tail just swinging Walk into the studio leave it flamed up like North side banging I ain't no punk you might've pissed off so don't try to tame me Want the money and pussy walls so fuck being famous [Verse 2: Z] You don't want to see me tell these people that see y'all flow I ain't even here for a gig and my months is on hold I flame the studio up with my speech that go for the codes In any situation, lace it with heat and give 'em my balls I let my tail rock, my shows high Get smoked with the back drought I don't want the TV, just some money with the rag ties Sucks be dissing that, they all got they opinions But never ever flip on Z and roll like 20 inches My speech is something vicious Like a crack this breath is kicking On the block I look suspicious But in the back I'm thugging limping Hollering out the window with the tint rolled half down Bragging nothing nuts Still I choke on the hap-hat Burning up this track, like when the Chevy mash at Sticking 'em up with the flow now give me the cash now [Chorus Z] I roll through with a shaved head and my tail just swinging Walk into the studio leave it flamed up like North side banging I ain't no punk you might've pissed off so don't try to tame me Want the money and pussy walls so fuck being famous Roll through with a shaved head and my tail just swinging Walk into the studio leave it flamed up like North side banging I ain't no punk you might've pissed off so don't try to tame me Want the money and pussy walls so fuck being famous [Verse 3: Z] I ain't fucking mind it Then go write my own when I'm beside it 988-37 when we riding The dro close my eyelids When I'm staying high like pilots West Coast watching, she told me sit when we siding But any way I keep my flow clean like fresh water Greedy you stepping down like murder wonder man slaughter Choke throats like carry 'em like a fat bitch when she walking They're releasing players like gasping in the car when I'm talking My tail just swing These beats just bang Little tip from the dro then whoop my homies when I hang I kick more talk They're one to getting curb stomped I fuck what they thought like beating brains at her cost Man I'm nothing nice, I'll make the sickest look like I.T. songs I shot look like a diamond studded earring, you a clip-on I'm really not the attitude and fool you wanna trip on Bounce in the club I click on thugs they hardest spit like teflon [Chorus Z] I roll through with a shaved head and my tail just swinging Walk into the studio leave it flamed up like North side banging I ain't no punk you might've pissed off so don't try to tame me Want the money and pussy walls so fuck being famous Roll through with a shaved head and my tail just swinging Walk into the studio leave it flamed up like North side banging I ain't no punk you might've pissed off so don't try to tame me Want the money and pussy walls so fuck being famous