ROLLING - Intellectual

[Intro]

(zee you going xrazy)

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

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