This is a song about "Swiss rolls"

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Fuck a mayback, i pull da back seats to da rolls.

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

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

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

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level

"get on your knees bitch please i'll make you into swiss cheese"

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Your swag sweater looks like swiss cheese when i get done

There has to be a place better than this, in heaven