This is a song about "Rollers"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Hell be picking big boulders breaking his shoulders pulling the rollers

Fuckin' rollers don't protect us they protect our owners

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Oh my god you some holy rollers spark that shit

To pete. ganja to marijuana. causing psychodrama when i end the

The celo rollers money folders sippin bola holdin mad payola