This is a song about "Rollin up blunts"

I think i could save you

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Blunts still burning, money earning

Im loaded, blunts loaded

It shows i know a bit

And roll all my own blunts

He dont want the diamonds

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

Rollin up blunts and rapin to the sound

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

About some tyga beef shit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

That's when you know you doing shit