This is a song about "Rolling it up"

Oh yes i kept on rolling

Bun b, i’m underground king

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

"leave it to the big kids, instead of rolling the dice.

Your weak so give it up, while i live it up

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Rolling with my yankees hat on

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

And i drop top off in a hot cold

One verse is all it takes

Rolling up' paper planes