This is a song about "Rolls royce"

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

Lambo, royce and rovers

Talking of the gods you serve

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I have money in my pocket, gotta rolls royce hydraulic suspension,

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/