Rollin Dank Lyrics by Project Pat
(Ft. Fetty Wap & Big Trill)
[Hook]
You know I'm tryna chill with you
I know you tryna chill with me
You try to fuck up in with me
So baby why ya playin'?
I'm tryna roll this state pajews
Set this purple paper true
I'm rollin' up this dank for two
So ain't no turn away
You tryna see what's good with me
You tryna hit my home with me
You go and roll this goo with me
So baby why ya playn?
You know I'm tryna chill with you
I know you tryna chill with me
You know I'm tryna build with you
So ain't no time for playin'
(Rollin dank, sip a purple lake, rollin rollin dank)
(Rollin dank, sip a purple lake, rollin rollin dank)
[Verse 1]
Purple drank, blew a purple stank
I don't smoke a g, California loud in my position
Ain't no smoke for free
You could be a nigga next to kin, I'm still chargin' damage
Ain't my bitch, you ain't my bitch, I'm robbin' em
I'm just tryin' to count my money, smoke my weed up
While I'm getting head, blowing gas, kick my feet up
All these hoes thirsty, they need a cactus
Bend that ass ova, put your face in my mattress
While I lost scope the pussy hold
These bitches think that they pussy gold
Sexy ass bitch, but you know that I don't trust her
I just blew a blunt with her, and then I fucked her
Niggas like catchin' charges ova bitches
Relationship and shit like a genie got some wishes
But I ain't here, wishin', gettin' to the chipper
I ain't come that late, but I ball like the clipper
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Sheet verola, ya girl's a bim boner, ten down
We control her, she a burner, fuck and suck loose
I tap her on the head like it's duck duck goose
I bagged her in the pick-up
Now she mad I don't pick up
I just fuck, that's a fact
I'm like I'm (?) no strings attached
Baby, I don't feel yo feelings
Only in yo mouth I can feel yo feelings
Convertible god illing
Sky is the limit, I could drop the ceiling
She said I'm actin' funny
You see this Rollex? Time is money
Later on, I get into her
Put it under yo tongue, come check yo temperature
[Hook]
(Ft. Fetty Wap & Big Trill)
[Hook]
You know I'm tryna chill with you
I know you tryna chill with me
You try to fuck up in with me
So baby why ya playin'?
I'm tryna roll this state pajews
Set this purple paper true
I'm rollin' up this dank for two
So ain't no turn away
You tryna see what's good with me
You tryna hit my home with me
You go and roll this goo with me
So baby why ya playn?
You know I'm tryna chill with you
I know you tryna chill with me
You know I'm tryna build with you
So ain't no time for playin'
(Rollin dank, sip a purple lake, rollin rollin dank)
(Rollin dank, sip a purple lake, rollin rollin dank)
[Verse 1]
Purple drank, blew a purple stank
I don't smoke a g, California loud in my position
Ain't no smoke for free
You could be a nigga next to kin, I'm still chargin' damage
Ain't my bitch, you ain't my bitch, I'm robbin' em
I'm just tryin' to count my money, smoke my weed up
While I'm getting head, blowing gas, kick my feet up
All these hoes thirsty, they need a cactus
Bend that ass ova, put your face in my mattress
While I lost scope the pussy hold
These bitches think that they pussy gold
Sexy ass bitch, but you know that I don't trust her
I just blew a blunt with her, and then I fucked her
Niggas like catchin' charges ova bitches
Relationship and shit like a genie got some wishes
But I ain't here, wishin', gettin' to the chipper
I ain't come that late, but I ball like the clipper
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Sheet verola, ya girl's a bim boner, ten down
We control her, she a burner, fuck and suck loose
I tap her on the head like it's duck duck goose
I bagged her in the pick-up
Now she mad I don't pick up
I just fuck, that's a fact
I'm like I'm (?) no strings attached
Baby, I don't feel yo feelings
Only in yo mouth I can feel yo feelings
Convertible god illing
Sky is the limit, I could drop the ceiling
She said I'm actin' funny
You see this Rollex? Time is money
Later on, I get into her
Put it under yo tongue, come check yo temperature
[Hook]
