T-Pain — Roll In Peace Remix

[Intro: T-Pain] (Yeah, boop! Yeah, boop!) If we gon' be Florida niggas, let's be Florida these days, know what I'm talkin' about? (yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) We all roll together nigga [Chorus 1: T-Pain] You can't kill me, nigga, I swear that I've been died before (bitch) God told me that I was gon' be here back in '94 (bitch) Chevrolet got that motor (bitch) Diamonds all on my molars (bitch) Parking lot, I lift the door up (bitch) Got your bitch snortin' Coca-Cola (bitch, bitch, bitch) I can't even roll in peace (why?), all my cars orange and green I can't even go to sleep (why?), your bitch keep blowin' me (yah) I rep that shit from the 850 down to the Florida Keys (yah) Set my nigga Kodak free (why?), that ain't where he supposed to be (oh yeah) Niggas must wanna bleed (ooh), they don't wanna play my beat (ooh) Niggas ain't rats where I'm from (why?) so they don't fuck with my cheese (nah) Every Florida nigga coming up, that is that shit that I like to see (oh yeah) Every Florida nigga saying that they the only Florida nigga That shit don't sound right to me [Verse 1: T-Pain] (Nah) my niggas gon' blast for me (Yeah) if you talk that blasphemy (yeah) blastin' a fuck nigga head off (woah) That shit is a blast for me (yeah), so why you ain't show me? All the pussy niggas talking shit that don't know me Before me and Kodak roll through slowly Holding a .44 ting at 4 in the morning (ooh) I'm about to switch my hoe up (why?) 'Cause everyone morning she starting to throw up Gotta hit a lick, can't mess up (why?) I know she 'boutta run my check up (ohh) I'm her baby papi (ohh) I'm her baby daddy (ohh) She in love with a Florida nigga, she don't wanna leave Tallahassee [Chorus 1: T-Pain] You can't kill me, nigga, I swear that I've been died before (bitch) God told me that I was gon' be here back in '94 (bitch) Chevrolet got that motor (bitch) Diamonds all on my molars (bitch) Parking lot, I lift the door up (bitch) Got your bitch snortin' Coca-Cola (bitch, bitch, bitch) I can't even roll in peace (why?), all my cars orange and green I can't even go to sleep (why?), your bitch keep blowin' me (yah) I rep that shit from the 850 down to the Florida Keys (yah) Set my nigga Kodak free (why?), that ain't where he supposed to be (oh yeah) Niggas must wanna bleed (ooh), they don't wanna play my beat (ooh) Niggas ain't rats where I'm from (why?) so they don't fuck with my cheese (nah) Every Florida nigga coming up, that is that shit that I like to see (oh yeah) Every Florida nigga saying that they the only Florida nigga That shit don't sound right to me [Chorus 2: Kodak Black] 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 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 said that you gon' ride for me [Verse 2: Kodak Black] 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 [Pre-Chorus: Kodak Black] 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 [Chorus 2: Kodak Black & XXXTENTACION] 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 (what) 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 (ayy) And you say that you gon’ ride with me [Verse 3: XXXTENTACION] 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 (ayy) 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) Ayy lil' shawty, pop my whoadie Pockets on Pinocchio, poking yuh Hit her from the back, damn that bitch bleeding Said I knocked her period on Remember when I had that poker, huh Instead of looking over my shoulder, huh Forcing with a nigga, no Yoda, huh (yuh) That mean a young nigga got what on me? (ayy) [Outro: Kodak Black] You ain't the one for me, baby You ain't got shit I need