This is a song about "Rolling up a fatty"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Succeed indeed im thief in the streets, when im with a bitch its like a fatty

Rolling up a blunt so we can elevate

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Rolling up another one, its simply just a habit now

Rolling in my bugatti

We like to party

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

Stay rolling up that potent grass

Rolling up a paper, blunt wraps go to vapor, in a puff,

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus