Lyrics

Rolling, rolling, rolling rolling up
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling rolling up

Everybody got opinions
I don't give a fuck about your feelings
Honestly you should worry about yourself
Why you care bout what I do
U got too much free time
Don't know how i change ya mood
When I'm not even thinking bout ya
Ridiculous
Irrelevant
Which one was this
I know you not with the shits
Uh huh okay wassup shut up
I'm not listening you should give it up
If you was real you would pull up
Uh huh okay wassup roll up

Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling up
Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling up


Everybody got opinions me I got incense
Good smoke that intent High increase intelligence
Bad chick so elegant old chick hit my line
She just trying to reminisce decline her call like suck a dick
Better then preach baby reverend
Evidence truth be told you ain't blessing shit
Truth be told you ain't blessing shit like oh
I'll call you back

Uh huh okay wassup shut up
I'm not listening you should give it up
If you was real you would pull up
Uh huh okay wassup roll up

Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling up
Rolling rolling rolling rolling rolling up