Yeah!
Turn me up!
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Uh! Business as usual
Money on my mind I can feel it in my cuticle
Fuck a 9 to 5, wasn't made for a cubicle
Naw! Niggas know I'm raw! Tuna Roll! (roll x3)
Yup!
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
Uh!
You know what it is Kid Ink up in this bitch
Hear that Ooh! smell the scent
Bitch I'm on, all in
One whiff 'll leave a nigga nose twitchin like bewitched
O what I'm smokin on I swear to god im floatin in a drift
Alumni we the illest sicker than Contagion
All up in your hood like my niggas work in Kragen
Know that L.A. is the city but it look like we from Asian
Say I don't be in my city? Who the fuck is you fugayzin
Lets go!
Yeah!
Well Alright!
[Verse 2: Kid Ink]
It go peter picked them peppers nigga I just picked them hoes out
Swimin' in the money how im livin? boathouse
I dont need a floaty cause im sittin' on a cloud
Tell the world kiss my ass. head up, look at me now bitch!
B-back in 'em ends, stack on stack. i'm rackin 'em in
Swear that they ain't fuckin' with me, talkin all that Abstinence
M-money 'round I'm in the middle like centerfold
Niggas know I'm raw: Tuna Roll
[Verse 3: Kid Ink]
Bat 'er up, I'm outta here
Find me in the cut like I live here
Im the man in this bitch you just Tyler Perry
See me throwin' money in the sky til' im outta air
Sorry your honor but I had to kill em'
Niggas think they hard but they softer than pillows
And im high off a pill in the buildin' like dealers
Pissin' off the tenants give a fuck about your feelings
Tell em! Im on!
Ya!
[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Okay, snapback, hatback
Smokin' on that loud pack
Blow it to the ceiling, look like bombs over Baghdad
Bitch im worth a milli, even more before the taxes
Im the realest on the atlas you can go and ask the masses
What up!
Hold up, have a taste
You ain't gotta go to outer space
You can see the stars baby, welcome to the show
Yeah these niggas know im raw, Tuna Roll!
Alumini Bitch!
Wheels Up!
Niggas know im raw Tuna Roll!
TuNA RoLL SpEAK
DracoonTheDarksigner 1 month ago