This is a song about "Money cars roll up a blunt"

Where every recipient, property of the state

Rolling up a blunt so we can elevate

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt

But if you would care to join me, i was about to roll this next blunt

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Roll it up in papers to burn a hole like a dutch

Just finished a blunt, roll another one

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Got like a hundred cars

We roll a blunt, higher then, flyin' kites

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines