Chorus
I’m havin’ a bad day, like a sad face
It’s a small world, Rollie big-face
30K off a mixtape, only been three days
But, who are you to argue with the stats, hey?
Verse
.30 by belt, better they count, that lil’ bitch told me that she from Miami
I fuck her friend that said she from Wyoming
They have different state of minds
Money I count for, never my eyes closed
They tryna take her, I shoot with a blindfold
Rollie on me, from a whole different timezone
Pocket rocket got it on me, I’ma die for
Chorus
I’m havin’ a bad day, like a sad face
It’s a small world, Rollie big-face
30K off a mixtape, only been three days
But, who are you to argue with the stats, hey?
