Video Im Rollin de Al Eaton 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Al Eaton - Im Rollin Lyrics

[Intro]
Hey, fool, you better slow that car down!
Got that new car driver down here by you, baby!
This is all illegal
They will never fix it

[Verse 1]
Dip in the dark, I went down to EO
When I seen a snowbunny in a droptip 'Ville
Rolling so clean with the Daytons and Vogues
Pearl royalty bait, tip dipped in gold
Thinking to myself "who could this skeezer be?"
So I punch my droptop N-U-T
She stopped at the light, I dipped up sick
I dropped my snakeskin top and said "what's the lick?"
She said "I love you Nut, it's cramping my Ville"
With the Zeniths and the Vogues and the snake 5th wheel
I said "it's funky fresh that a brownie shocked"
Girl eye coin cold, real snakeskin top
Slammed in the ass 4 deep, with a lotta butt
Gold plates on the back spell out "Cougnut"
Cause...that's my style, and I gotta be fresh
When I dip 8 deep, I D-A-S

[Hook]
I'm rollin, dippin sick
Packin so hard, that's the Frisco lick
I'm rollin, dippin sick
(Record scratching)
[Verse 2]
I passed baby at the light cause she was a joke
And I also left rubber in Vogue smoke
Punch a nut to the stand, what I seen said
Straight boomin, I'm seeking brand Dolphin head
The traffic was packed and the narcs was hot
I was dirty with a key, but somehow, I forgot
I dipped past home, but he spotted me
While the C-O-U-G-N-U-T

[Hook]
I'm rollin
(Record scratching)

[Verse 3]
I got ghost on the narcs in my 351
Burning 6-4 rubber in his face was fun
Jetted out to the bridge, doing 90 in low
My alley based up at Stronghead, east of the O
My posse was riding at the Eastmont Mall
I put the 1 in my phone and gave Chill a call
Chill was getting busy, so I spit at Lou
He said "yo Cougnut, come get the crew"

[Hook]
I'm rollin, dippin sick
Packin so hard, that's the Frisco lick
I'm rollin, dippin sick
[Verse 4]
Kick it slow through the O, I had to cold get ill
Cause I stopped at the light next to this 'Ville
It was fresh like the Nut, he had the beats
A phantom top, gold rims, 2 tone main seats
Gold grill, 8 tint, with a bar and a phone
He was cramping, see, much of his shit was gone
Pass off to a block
Picture, I got toast...by a droptop Rolls, 4 deep with hoes

[Hook]
I'm rollin
(Record scratching)

[Verse 5]
They pulled to the curb and the top went up
Then out jumped 4 different freaks with butt
Fila down, long hair, acting bold
Pretty eyes, fat pockets, and draped in gold
I had to choose all 4 real fast and quick
Cause they were feeling up my waves, getting over seasick
My people went off and I had to bail
Cause it was my brother sick, sho nuff, Kel

[Hook]
I'm rollin, dippin sick
Packin so hard, that's the Frisco lick
I'm rollin, dippin sick
(Record scratching)
[Verse 5]
I get back in my Nut to call my ace
He told me to drop a key in the sick ass place
Clockin my dough around E.64
I smoked the bows and some hoes at the corner sto'
They got mad, started cappin, saying "who is he?"
Stuck my Uzi out the top and yelled "N-U-T!"
Sprayed em (ahhhhh!!!) stop, we not playin around
I was headed to the turf to seek bumrush town

[Hook]
I'm rollin
(Record scratching)

[Verse 6]
On the mission to the mart, I got ready to clown
Get my Kruger to the curb, then I got True'd down
Grabbed my Zelles and my hat that said "Playing to Win"
True trench, True gloves, and my gold MAC-10
Ready like a rebel in True-nut night
Threw my donkey round my neck, and it was time to strike
Strike to the spot where I switched up bins
With my homie on the beat: sick Hitman Stinge

[Hook]
I'm rollin
Ill Mannered Posse is rollin

[Instrumental]