This is a song about "Rolling grass"

I am not the only one

Rolling with my garrison.

I know what it takes

Rolling up' paper planes

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Just like a little snake creeping in the grass

Rolling in the rolls royce/

Simply out of this world by choice

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

Stay rolling up that potent grass

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Baby, you got that super bass

They all snakes in the grass