Baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah

We can roll, baby, yeah we can ride
I do this all the time, you living that trap life, yeah, yeah, yeah
You could come and party with my bitches, yeah
Nobody ask your name, not monogamous
This ain't gon' be over 'til you done with this
Never thought that you'd ever get used to this
Doin' stupid shit but you won't do this

(Know you can't) baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, and you know you can roll, roll with us

Yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, roll with us
Roll with us yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah

Leave all that drama out the door, that shit can wait
And boy you know you ain't just fly, 'cause I'm in LA
I know, you know, I know you and you know me
And we won't bring nobody that can infiltrate
Oh, baby it's okay, BYOB
Got a big-ass Jeep, bringin' all them freaks, yeah
Yeah, finna smoke my tree, I'ma fill my drank
We done had a long-ass week, ah yeah, yeah

Baby you can roll, roll with us
And I know that you know, you know bitches
You should bring them hoes and bros with us
And baby you can roll, and you know you can roll, roll with us

Yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, roll with us
Roll with us yeah, roll, roll with us
And baby you can roll, maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah

Maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah
Maybe you can roll, roll with us, yeah

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Writer(s): Amala Zandile Dlamini, David Sprecher, Gerard Powell, Roget Lutfi Chahayed