This is a song about "Rolling grass"

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Rolling in my bugatti

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Am sick of being stuck for grass

I'm not stupid or easy but i'm still green as the grass,

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

And getting money is the song i sing

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

Rolling with my yankees hat on