Getcha Roll On (Feat. Tory Lanez)

I know you waitin' on me baby can you hold on Just make sure when I get there you ain't got clothes on Cuz you gon' ride that dick to a slow song You got me and I got you now what can go wrong And you keep telling all your friends about me And now they wanna get it in on the balcony We going all night girl I'm talking so long I got that wakeup for you baby make sure everybody in here Getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Now you keep telling all your friends about me And now they wanna get it in on the balcony So getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Hey Yea I got like four phones The AC and the Mini Cooper blowing snow cones I got like five bad chicks don't wanna go home Yea it's a vibe it's a vibe yea I'm so gone Cuz I been putting in that work and now it's time to chill And my bitches came through with all kind of pills I told her I get too high then I'ma sext her And she was like a-whoa yea Dexter I be like bitch don't kill my vex Unless you wanna get in that UberX All I do is just sit back and count checks But I be losing count I'm on that Hennessy XO Blur Blur The wrist full of ice The neck on freezer burner Keep on talking shit and I'ma have to get the burner Bitch keep looking at me I'ma have to go and learn ya I get shit straight like a perm bruh I know you waitin' on me baby can you hold on Just make sure when I get there you ain't got clothes on Cuz you gon' ride that dick to a slow song You got me and I got you now what can go wrong And you keep telling all your friends about me And now they wanna get it in on the balcony We going all night girl I'm talking so long I got that wakeup for you baby make sure everybody in here Getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Now you keep telling all your friends about me And now they wanna get it in on the balcony So getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on I know this 1942 it got you so gone No this ain't a interview ain't shit to prolong She let me touchdown I tell her go long I get to licking I be in it for the whole song She take them pants off Luther Vandross Come and get it baby do it with your hands off You gon' get it like I put it in the hand-off Get to shooting in that pussy like a standoff Super lit lit she ain't average Hit a split on the dick she a savage She get on top of me and start doing gymnastics She clean as ever but I love when she get nasty Might even let her run right through this check When I'm with you I'm flexing on my ex That's why I let you come on the road Might even fuck at the show I got too nasty with your girl now you can't fuck her no more no I know you waitin' on me baby can you hold on Just make sure when I get there you ain't got clothes on Cuz you gon' ride that dick to a slow song You got me and I got you now what can go wrong And you keep telling all your friends about me And now they wanna get it in on the balcony We going all night girl I'm talking so long I got that wakeup for you baby make sure everybody in here Getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on Now you keep telling all your friends about me And now they wanna get it in on the balcony So getcha roll on getcha roll on Everybody everybody getcha roll on