This is a song about "Rolling one"

One verse is all it takes

Rolling up' paper planes

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

Rolling with my garrison.

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Stay rolling up that potent grass

Private plane tsa can kiss my ass

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Rolling up blunts of the christmas kush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours