This is a song about "Rolling up"

In a collision, i see their ambition

Batting my head with a rolling pin

Rolling blunts with my eyes closed

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

I've got nothin' to worry about

My eyes are rolling, freaking out

Rolling in my bugatti

Knowing you was getting by hardly

Oh yes i kept on rolling

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Stay rolling up that potent grass

So much class, double d’s and ass

But somehow it made them listen

Rolling with my garrison.