This is a song about "Roll out"

When i roll another doob up

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Lay low youll make bank roll

It's apart of her goal

Music is my form of expression, play it loud, play it loud, play it loud

Of an elderly man with diarrhea with no bog roll - when his back is out

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Now im out of control in my mercedes i roll

So the devil that drove in her got in control

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

I just roll a joint inside my house, light up and pass out on stoned right on my couch.

But check out how i roll tide

I know your man ain't lovin you right