This is a song about "Rollin that sticky"

Third ward general, young cash money

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

And fuck all these sticky situations that i'm getting in

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Bic her,never sicker,sticky like a sticker,

Then i said i had enough

My stuff rollin, gotta be tuff

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Leavin' murder scenes, fingers sticky like i shot onyx,

Cause this nigga done got jealous

Rollin that devils lettuce

Bitch i'm rollin like a ferris,

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this