This is a song about "Rolling blood"

Just rolling around, town cause

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

I work hard for everything i get

I bleed for thats who im rolling wit

Rolling with my garrison.

I'm caged up in state prison

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Tears rolling like it's humorous, in abundance, numerous.

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Stay rolling up that potent grass

They say nothings ever free

Rolling in my bugatti

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Rolling down the street in my suv

All lying ass defensive ass boys

Rolling in the rolls royce/