This is a song about "Rollin down the street"

From the back seat, back seat

G.o.n.z. running down the street

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops

Niggas is working forever my bars

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

To watch it chase the kids down the street,

You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

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

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

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla