This is a song about "Im rollin"

Give him daps tears rollin down my face

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Ive been rollin with my hands

Hop in and let me test drive

Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice

Used to call me the african don dada

Livin in the 315 never rollin with ya

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

I'm rollin' with two bad bitches cause misery loves company

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky