RAN OFF IN A ROLLS ROYCE
Sunshine Christo
GENRE
[Intro]
My nigga ran off with a Rolls-Royce
My nigga ran off in a Rolls-Royce
Hop in the seat, it's no longer yours
Stole some jewelry then pulled off on the curb
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
(Here we go)
(Please allow me to introduce myself, I am president of WCW)
[Verse 1]
They say it's self snitching, but no one will catch us
Ran off in that Rolls-Royce cause God let us
Rolling in a Rolls-Royce, half a million dollars
We didn't pay for it, yeah we grabbed it
She ask do I love her, I just lovе her not
I can't love a thot, so no love is lost
Thеy say there is a line that can't be crossed
Selling fake pills, I don't care what the cost
We almost killed someone with a fake Xan
Boy fell asleep, it didn't go to plan
Thought he wouldn't wake up, ready to throw him in the trash
Then he woke up like, "Where am I at?"
I know where you're at, you just fell asleep
It was just too strong for you, come back next week
Do I test pills?
Hell no
Does it look like I test pills?
Hell no
[Verse 2]
My nigga ran off with a Rolls-Royce
My nigga ran off in a Rolls-Royce
Hopped up in the seat, it's no longer yours
Stole some jewelry, then pulled off on the curb
Rapping about shit that happened yesterday
You won't catch me so this is no confession ay
They say that there's GPS systems in the car
That's why I ditched the car, yeah I dropped it off
Find it across the map, come pick it up
I don't even have a driver's license
Make it make sense
Crazy things happen on the weekends
Keep driving, don't look back yeah
[Outro]
(All of us is real. If you got some shit I want, I'ma take it. Ain't that right? Yeah)
(What happened to Florida? We took it. What about Iraq? We took that shit too.)
(Now wassup? We gonna take New York. That's right bitches, we taking y'all city!)
My nigga ran off with a Rolls-Royce
My nigga ran off in a Rolls-Royce
Hop in the seat, it's no longer yours
Stole some jewelry then pulled off on the curb
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
(Here we go)
(Please allow me to introduce myself, I am president of WCW)
[Verse 1]
They say it's self snitching, but no one will catch us
Ran off in that Rolls-Royce cause God let us
Rolling in a Rolls-Royce, half a million dollars
We didn't pay for it, yeah we grabbed it
She ask do I love her, I just lovе her not
I can't love a thot, so no love is lost
Thеy say there is a line that can't be crossed
Selling fake pills, I don't care what the cost
We almost killed someone with a fake Xan
Boy fell asleep, it didn't go to plan
Thought he wouldn't wake up, ready to throw him in the trash
Then he woke up like, "Where am I at?"
I know where you're at, you just fell asleep
It was just too strong for you, come back next week
Do I test pills?
Hell no
Does it look like I test pills?
Hell no
[Verse 2]
My nigga ran off with a Rolls-Royce
My nigga ran off in a Rolls-Royce
Hopped up in the seat, it's no longer yours
Stole some jewelry, then pulled off on the curb
Rapping about shit that happened yesterday
You won't catch me so this is no confession ay
They say that there's GPS systems in the car
That's why I ditched the car, yeah I dropped it off
Find it across the map, come pick it up
I don't even have a driver's license
Make it make sense
Crazy things happen on the weekends
Keep driving, don't look back yeah
[Outro]
(All of us is real. If you got some shit I want, I'ma take it. Ain't that right? Yeah)
(What happened to Florida? We took it. What about Iraq? We took that shit too.)
(Now wassup? We gonna take New York. That's right bitches, we taking y'all city!)
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