This is a song about "Rolling up swishas"

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Ok guys now were ready to get rolling

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

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

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Batting my head with a rolling pin

Like b.o.b., got airplanes

Rolling up' paper planes

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Rolling up another one, its simply just a habit now

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

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

I was rolling down the pavement with the bass up,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Rolling down the street in my suv