This is a song about "Rollin on drug dealers"

We #sell #that #dope #shit on the grind, and we ain't talkin' 'bout dealers,

And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

I used to talk to her for many hours rollin' on the floor.

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Drug dealers are on every corner news stand and sell there,

To the dealers , tweakers and weirdos on date/ mesa , i cant hate/ downin our

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Hop in and let me test drive

Crackhead on drug supplies

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Bitch i'm rollin like a ferris,