Rollin
Lil Bing Lyrics
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You got g's man please
I'm overseas
I got the beats to keep you blowing on trees
Keep them hoes on they knees
I'm as cold as Mr. Freeze
Making music in this game
Like flipping coke into ki's
Got a cop on my left so I'm riding non-stop
Till I die
I'ma win
See it's time to make ends
Thinking bout how I'ma make it so I'm sitting on rims
20 inches on chop
Hit the scene on the lean
Burban clean
6 screens
Biscuit tucked at the seams
Make my dreams so real
Plot to make a mil
Let these haters know the way a player really fells
When I'm rollin' g
Shit!
I'm never gonna quit
Bout to hit the switch
So I can dip on the strip
Pull in sideways than I cock it on 3
Everybody stop and stare cause they all want to see how we
[Chorus: SPM (Shadow)]
(I'm rollin')
(Rollin on chop)
(I'm bout to drop the top)
(I'm fresh off the lot)
(I'm rollin')
(Rollin on chop)
17 in a 7 7 Seville
(I'm rollin')
(Rollin on chop)
(I'm bout to drop the top)
(I'm fresh off the lot)
(I'm rollin')
(Rollin on chop)
Smoke gray
Gold trim
Big Daddy Grimm
[Verse 2: Grimm and SPM]
Left
Right
Than front to back
Fresh off the lot in my Cadillac
[SPM]
Done hit this spot Grimm
Where we goin' next?
[Grimm]
Let's flip to the club and try to find some sex
See when I'm rollin' in my ride
With my homie on my side
Got 2 sweets rolled
And I'm bout to touch the sky
High so high
Like my boy Carlos Coy
[SPM]
Maan!
[Grimm]
I'ma Dope House soulja that's self employed
[SPM]
Ya saves quien soy
More chips than Ahoy
Dime lo que quieras
De le doy
In a 100.000 dolla toy
En tontes ya me voy
Take the pain with the joy
While I bang Pink Floyd
Ship em out the box
Sip Henn on the rocks
I bought 2 clubs and 3 restaurants
My Cadillac hops
I'm strong as an ox
I'ma fly by
And chunk deuce at the cop
Cause I'm
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil Bing]
I'm rollin' non stop
I done wrecked the block
Chop chop
Bunny hop
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Got buys by the fly
Got rocks in my watch
I'm sideways on mine
Finna hit the Marriot
I done dodged the cops
I broke em off by the lot
Glock 17 shots
When I punch in the clock
Switching lanes on the main
Crunk the bang when I feel
Wood grain wood strips
Bezatines smoking dip
On the interstate
As I hit the pancake
Sipping on the 8
Straight as I break my scrape plate
Keep my ride up to date
Flipping 20's when I say
"It's that throwed ese on the grind movin weight"
Pull out the shades
Shining down my blades
Today's a sunny day
And there's money to be made
It's that 7 1 trey
Pulling out the Escalade
Creased up with them dames
And a bald fade
[Chorus]
The song Rollin by Lil Bing featuring Shadow Ramirez, Grimm, and SPM is a classic gangster rap song showcasing the artists' lifestyle and love for cars. The song delivers the message of a lavish lifestyle and the power that comes with it. The lyrics portray the artists as unstoppable and powerful, rolling around in their luxury cars, living life to the fullest, and high on drugs.
In the first verse, Shadow Ramirez raps about his love for music and how he is going to make it big in the industry by flipping cocaine into ki's. He is determined to succeed while riding non-stop and hitting the switch to dip on the strip. The chorus follows as SPM sings about his fresh-off-the-lot 77 Seville, rolling on chop, smoke gray with gold trim and Lil Bing jumping in and rapping about his experience with wrecking the block, trunk pop, and hitting the Marriot.
The second verse begins with Grimm and SPM continuing their journey in the car; they want to find sex at the club, smoke weed and get high like their friend Carlos Coy (SPM). They also let the listeners know that they are successful self-employed people, with SPM having more chips than Ahoy cookies. In the final verse, Lil Bing talks about how he is rollin' non-stop, dodging the cops, and punching in the clock. He is all about the flips and living life to the fullest.
Overall, the lyrics of Rollin are about the artists' love for hip hop music, drugs, and cars. The song portrays a lavish and luxurious lifestyle, high on drugs and rolling around in luxury cars, and living their best lives while making music.
Line by Line Meaning
You got g's man please
I have money and will use it to make bangers.
I'm overseas
I live a luxurious lifestyle.
I got the beats to keep you blowing on trees
My beats are fire, and they'll make you want to smoke weed.
Keep them hoes on they knees
My music makes women want to worship me.
I'm as cold as Mr. Freeze
I'm tough and unforgiving.
Making music in this game/Like flipping coke into ki's
My music-making process is similar to drug dealing.
Everyday is the same when I'm rolling on chop
My daily routine involves driving my car around.
Got a cop on my left so I'm riding non-stop
I'm driving so much that I'm getting pulled over by the police.
Till I die/I'ma win/See it's time to make ends
I'll never stop working hard to achieve financial success.
Thinking bout how I'ma make it so I'm sitting on rims
I'm working hard, so I can afford to have the nicest things.
20 inches on chop/Hit the scene on the lean/Burban clean/6 screens/Biscuit tucked at the seams
I have a fancy car with many impressive features and a gun.
Make my dreams so real/Plot to make a mil/Let these haters know the way a player really fells
I'm motivated to turn my dreams into reality and prove my haters wrong.
When I'm rollin' g/Shit!/I'm never gonna quit/Bout to hit the switch/So I can dip on the strip
I'm having a good time driving my car around and will never stop.
Pull in sideways than I cock it on 3/Everybody stop and stare cause they all want to see how we
When I arrive, everyone looks at me with admiration.
17 in a 7 7 Seville
I have an impressive car.
Smoke gray/Gold trim/Big Daddy Grimm
My car is sleek and impressive.
Left/Right/Than front to back/Fresh off the lot in my Cadillac
I'm driving my new car.
Done hit this spot Grimm/Where we goin' next?/Let's flip to the club and try to find some sex
I'm going to party after finishing up some errands.
See when I'm rollin' in my ride/With my homie on my side/Got 2 sweets rolled/And I'm bout to touch the sky/High so high/Like my boy Carlos Coy
When I'm driving around with my friend and smoking weed, I feel like I'm on top of the world.
I'ma Dope House soulja that's self-employed/Ya saves quien soy/More chips than Ahoy/Dime lo que quieras/De le doy
I'm a successful independent artist with lots of money.
In a 100.000 dolla toy/En tontes ya me voy/Take the pain with the joy/While I bang Pink Floyd/Ship em out the box/Sip Henn on the rocks/I bought 2 clubs and 3 restaurants/My Cadillac hops/I'm strong as an ox
I'm incredibly successful and can afford to buy anything I want.
I'ma fly by/And chunk deuce at the cop/Cause I'm
I have enough money to feel invincible and can insult the police.
I'm rollin' non stop/I done wrecked the block/Chop chop/Bunny hop/Trunks pop/Tops drop/Got buys by the fly/Got rocks in my watch
I'm driving around recklessly and enjoying myself.
I'm sideways on mine/Finna hit the Marriot/I done dodged the cops/I broke em off by the lot/Glock 17 shots/When I punch in the clock/Switching lanes on the main/Crunk the bang when I feel/Wood grain wood strips/Bezatines smoking dip
I'm driving around fast and breaking the law without fear of consequences.
On the interstate/As I hit the pancake/Sipping on the 8/Straight as I break my scrape plate/Keep my ride up to date/Flipping 20's when I say/'It's that throwed ese on the grind movin weight'
I'm taking care of my car and customizing it with expensive rims.
Pull out the shades/Shining down my blades/Today's a sunny day/And there's money to be made/It's that 7 1 trey/Pulling out the Escalade/Creased up with them dames/And a bald fade
I'm showing off my wealth and style.
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: DAVID VINCENT WILLIAMS, PHILLIP A. WHITE
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