Man, ya n***as probly think I'm on that white boy wasted sh**
Man, I ain't even tryna be on that white boy wasted sh**
I'm tryna be on that, you know
Every race get f**in' wasted sh**
Nick Nasty!
[Verse 1: Nick Eliscu]
Man, we just rolled up a fat a** L
Me and my n***as, yeah we smoke that sh**
But we will never sell
And you probably think I'm going to hell
But the world's about to end so only time will tell
sh**, the cops just buzzed my apartment
Man, what the f**, we gotta hide all our sh**
Now they're trying to send us to bookings
These b**hes, they're all tripping
They just keep on looking
And they're
[Hook]
Rolling, Rolling, Rolling, Rolling
Rolling, Rolling, Rolling
And they're rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
While I'm zoning, zoning, zoning, zoning
Zoning, zoning, zoning
And they're rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
[Verse 2: Nick Eliscu]
This that sh** you wanna pop your a** to
Girl, where you going?
I like your tramp stamp, I mean tattoo
sh**, I caught you in a bad mood
Nick Nasty, that's the movement
One day I'll be international
I know they say go hard or go home
But tonight everybody is out of control [x2]
And they're
[Hook]
Rolling, Rolling, Rolling, Rolling
Rolling, Rolling, Rolling
And they're rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
While I'm zoning, zoning, zoning, zoning
Zoning, zoning, zoning
And they're rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
[Verse 3: Nick Eliscu]
Never thought I'd see the day
Where these b**hes more f**ed up than me
b**hes getting lit up, dicked up
While rolling on that MDMA
Damn girl, I know you're tripping
Me and the team, we just caught you slipping
Ready for the fast life, we're on a mission
Truthfully, there's no competition
[Verse 4: JJ Singleton]
These b**hes rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling, rolling, rolling
My n***as zoning, zoning
It steady flowing, flowing
Your b**h be moaning and groaning
She say my dick is so holy
All that weed she be blowing
I'm taking off her clothing
I'm the sh** and she know it
I'm too real, ain't no [?]
Got that [?] reloaded
While you lost and you goin' in
I'm steady makin' hits
Beat it up like Chris, you ain't f**in' with this
Your girl says its bliss
When I'm with her, ain't a kidder
Got the moves like a stripper
And you know I ain't a quitter
Won't stop until I get her
Tell the truth, ain't no fibber
We the youth, we the liquor
In the booth, I'm a spitter
Listen to me, I'm a winner
[End Hook: JJ Singleton]
Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
While I'm zoning, zoning, I'm zoning, zoning
They're rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
While I'm zoning, zoning, they zoning, zoning
These b**hes rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling
While I'm zoning, zoning, zoning, zoning, zoning, zoning
These b**hes rolling, rolling, while I'm zoning, zoning
These bithces rolling, rolling, while I'm zoning, zoning
n***a, woo!
I'm f**ed up
I'm f**ed up
I'm f**ed up