Roll in Peace - Kodak Black, XXXTentacion

Ayy, everything be like, off the top these days like

(We got London on da Track)

These days, I don’t even know what a pad is these days, ya know?

Yah, ya-ya-ya-yah

Fuck that ho 'cause she a nat nat

You ain’t the one for me, baby

You ain’t got shit I need, bitch

You want me to take my time with you

Well maybe I’m not your speed bitch

Maybe I’m out your league, bitch

You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch

Maybe I’m just too G for you

Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

I can’t even roll in peace (Why?)

Everybody notice me (Yeah)

I can’t even go to sleep (Why?)

I’m rolling on a bean (Yeah)

They tried to give me eight

Got on my knees like, «Jesus, please»

He don’t even believe in Jesus

Why you got a Jesus piece?

If you wanna leave, just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me

Even the blind can see (Fuck)

That you ain’t gon' ride for me

You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got for me

There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me

You said that you gon' ride for me

Baby, that’s blasphemy, yeah

Baby, you’re bad for me, yeah

Say you gon' clap for me, yeah

Say you gon' blast for me, yeah

Why you ain’t show me none of the love you say you have for me?

Yeah

I was goin' through tragedy

Bitch, I needed you drastically, yeah

I’ma just switch my flow up, yeah

Maybe I’m sick, no throw up, yeah

Maybe I’m sick, no check up, yeah

Boy, you need to run your check up, yeah

I’m eatin' on you niggas, no ketchup, yeah

I’m eatin' on you niggas, can’t catch up, ayy

Hit her face down with her ass up, ayy

Even when I’m fucking, I’m masked up, ayy

You ain’t the one for me, baby

You ain’t got shit I need, bitch

You want me to take my time with you

Well maybe I’m not your speed bitch

Maybe I’m out your league, bitch

You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch

Maybe I’m just too G for you

Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

I can’t even roll in peace (Why?)

Everybody notice me (Yeah)

I can’t even go to sleep (Why?)

I’m rolling on a bean (Yeah)

They tried to give me eight

Got on my knees like, «Jesus, please»

He don’t even believe in Jesus

Why you got a Jesus piece?

If you wanna leave, just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me

Even the blind can see (Fuck)

That you ain’t gon' ride for me

You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got for me

There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me

And you say that you gon' ride with me

I ain’t gon' do the nigga shit 'cause I’m too good for features, huh

I ain’t gon' fuck the nigga bitch 'cause I know she a eater, huh

Last time I wifed a bitch, she told the world I beat her, huh

And when they locked lil' Kodak up, my nigga, I couldn’t believe it, huh

Ayy, lil' shawty, pop my whoadie

Pockets on Pinocchio, poking, yuh

Hit her from the back, damn, that bitch bleeding

Said that I knocked her period on

Remember when I had that poker, huh

Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh

Forces with a nigga, no Yoda, huh

That mean a young nigga got woo on me (Ayy)

You ain’t the one for me, baby

You ain’t got shit I need, bitch

You want me to take my time with you

Well maybe I’m not your speed, bitch

Maybe I’m out your league, bitch

You ain’t even got no cheese, bitch

Maybe I’m just too G for you

Or maybe I’m just too street, bitch

I can’t even roll in peace (Why?)

Everybody notice me (Yeah)

I can’t even go to sleep (Why?)

I’m rolling on a bean (Yeah)

They tried to give me eight

Got on my knees like, «Jesus, please»

He don’t even believe in Jesus

Why you got a Jesus piece?

If you wanna leave, just leave, but you ain’t gotta lie to me

Even the blind can see (Fuck)

That you ain’t gon' ride for me

You ain’t even showing me the love you say you got me for me

There ain’t no loyalty, you lied to me

You say that you gon' ride for me, ayy

I’m in London, got my beat from London