Chris Calor - R.O.L.O Gang Da Set lyrics

[Kidd Adamz & Spitta talks] [Bridge/Spitta] She break it down, then roll one up then light one up then pa** it round We high as f** don't even care bout coming down I roll my purple in a Raw, probably ash it on a star, tell them n***as who we are [Hook/Kidd Adamz] I be that R.O.L.O Gang banging, bad b**h taking Hottest in the nation that ain't no understatement Roll One, Light One up, pa** it to your left High up like the jets, R.O.L.O Gang the set I be [Spitta verse] Twisting them papers, smoking on vapors, hop out the backseat of that laser Smoking on flavors what's the flavor (what that is grape?) Yellow and purple look like a Laker, I'm in the sky getting so high witcho b**h She roll a spliff, we outerspace on a ship (yeah!) She tat R.O.L.O Gang all on her tits, Codeine look like a bottle of piss Smoking on Haze and rollin' OG witcho b**h up in a Jeep yeah Ridin round no roof on me, Good brain, Good brain My click tight no loose homies, R.O.L.O Gang, R.O.L.O Gang Break it down, weed all in the burner And we want it, and rollin' n***a just like Tina Turner hole' up I got Promethazine that i'm finna pour up This the Gang, rep my set, R.O.L.O what I throw up [Kidd Adamz talks] Still in this my n***a, high as f** in this b**h, tryna' get higher Where the f** all the bad b**hes at man? all my bad b**hes lemme' hear you say R.O.L.O R.O.L.O Gang we in this sh**, you motherf**ers act like you know n***a, Smokers Uh huh, My left, get right, OK, uh, I be that [Hook/Kidd Adamz] I be that R.O.L.O Gang banging, bad b**h taking Hottest in the nation that ain't no understatement Roll One, Light One up, pa** it to your left High up like the jets, R.O.L.O Gang the set I be [Kidd Adamz verse] Young spitta', blunt twister my lung k**er Your blonde b**h in my room chillin' them fumes hittin' Styrofoam gettin' it, microphone spittin' the truth Sippin' the juice, bumping to Pac inside of my coupe R.O.L.O the motto and you know the group Keep it 100 and swear to the truth Hand on the bible I swear that I do What I want, when I wanna, marijuana on the leather seats (suede!) Good weed and codeine that's the recipe, perfect set for me OG Kush in my lungs, inhale the pain I got a shawty on my left who say she feel the same Vacation on a cup of liquor and some Paper planes The hottest dames in my lane twistin' Mary Jane, R.O.L.O Gang