This is a song about "Rolling blunts"

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Baby you're the one

Rolling with my garrison.

Im loaded, blunts loaded

Small, but you talkin' big

Out in la im fakin' hitting switches

Amma be rolling off the hinges

Im loaded, blunts loaded

About some tyga beef shit

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Rolling with my yankees hat on

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Blunts still burning, money earning