This is a song about "Rolling joints"

Roll like 2 joints before i light that shit up

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Rolling in the rolls royce/

Simply out of this world by choice

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Falls onto me to stretch the joints with immediacy,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Stupid bitch your wrinkling like rolling paper,

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

And then we'll be ghost

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

Amma be rolling off the hinges

I run scandals with savages

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Rolling in my bugatti