This is a song about "Rolling blunts in the hallways"

And then we'll be ghost

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

To come and change my life around

Rollin up blunts and rapin to the sound

Slow and heavy, taking blunts to the face.

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Packing blunts, sipping lean in sty cups

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Aces stolen, how i'd be rolling, hole in heart, rolled too hard.

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

As my name get bigger this game get different

Or babies they raisin

More than 5 blunts in rotation

Rolling in my bugatti

Smoking on a marley