ROLLING

[Intro]
(zee you going xrazy)

[Chorus]
Tryna get high bitch I'm rolling
I'm in the spot, and I'm smelling like gas
But, I got Versace cologne
Bitch I'm facing the blunt, I don't care where I'm at
When I'm high I'm in my mode
I'm getting money, don't care bout a troll
When I step out they like "aw shit!"
I can't trust niggas, moving with caution
Yea I'm too lit, in the moshpit
Niggas turned Fu, damn I called it

[Verse]
No I cannot fuck with them
Fuck it, I knew I always been him
I'm tryna ride in a Benz
Damn I don't got no gas, where is my pen
Niggas just type on computers
My niggas really be doing shit, You run up you gon' see the shooters
Bitch I wake up, I think about money
Yea, I wake up think bout the future
Number nine jeans on my body, ain't rocking no trues yea
I'm tryna fuck this lil hoe wit a body, but I barely knew her
Rapping used to be a hobby, now I get to it
I'm wit his hoe giving top, yea she giving good brain like a tutor
You know I'm always winning, nigga I can't go out like a loser

[Chorus]
Tryna get high bitch I'm rolling
I'm in the spot, and I'm smelling like gas
But, I got Versace cologne
Bitch I'm facing the blunt I don't care where I'm at
When I'm high I'm in my mode
I'm getting money don't care bout a troll
When I step out they like "aw shit!"
I can't trust niggas, moving with caution
Yea I'm too lit, in the moshpit
Niggas turned Fu, damn I called it