Rollin'

(album: BaconEggAndTrees - 2019)

Really
Kush God, bitch, uh, right
Roll one, light one, repeat
Uh

It's all lit, put the pack on scale
First blunt is a personal blunt, you know me well
New pot, I know that's gon' sell
My only worry is I hope the Backwoods not stale
Feeling wavy, now I'm back on sale
Yac' on chill, great numbers, tax on still
These low numbers fucking up the game
This bud here is four hundred for twenty eight grams
Three if we came out the sand, wholesale
A couple points for the trans, cause you my man
Secure the box, make sure that my plans won't avalanche
On they neck, so they brands won't have a chance

First place, it ain't no runner-ups
High is for the high, but keep some lows in the cut
Break it down, make sure you run it up
Why don't you make yourself useful, nigga
Roll something up

I got a pound for every bump on your face
Tripled up my first month out of state
Facetime, got Unc' on my case
He tryna reach me, but I was cracking a plate
Live action, hundred pack in my face
I text him back like "I'm safe"
Make sure things cool back at the base
After this re-up, it's gon' put us in a immaculate space
[?] in the safe
Everything on signal just incase that they happen to trace
I don't need a signal, I don't wait for it to happen to break
Gotta switch it up cause these niggas be jacking the pace
Like old nigga, you had your time, this ain't back in the day
Might roll a half in a day
My roach clips is like water bugs in a tray

First place, it ain't no runner-ups
High is for the high, but keep some lows in the cut
Break it down, make sure you run it up
Why don't you make yourself useful, nigga
Roll something up

Pack on my mind, never slacking with mines
Got some rats on my line, hope you back on your grind
We rolling