This is a song about "Rolling papers cops gats ak47"

Amma be rolling off the hinges

Mind your motherfucking business

When it's all said and done

Rolling with my garrison.

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

So log out and soak your lyrical papers

Rolling in my bugatti

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Take out your favorite papers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Three major players gettin papers by the layers