This is a song about "Rolling in the snow"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Rolling in the rolls royce/

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Had to borrow the ice to make for a better snow

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Truth's in the gut, we get looks of disgust cause we're stuck in the snow

Know you haters is pissed hold your bladder though

Well, i'm homeless man, i sleep in the snow/

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist

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

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

I came up hungry