| Ay, we rollin', rollin', roll
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| We rollin', rollin', roll
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke
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| Black blunts, gathered grass wrapped in backwoods
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| Bands up, we smoke packs by the handful
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| Act tough, say y’all bust like some canned goods
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| Flash floods, stay inside when the rain comes
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| Make what I make in one day you take months
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| Fake fuck, bitch, that ain’t yo whip, you can’t stunt
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| Lame stuff, don’t get laced up with laced blunts
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| Say something, you might get traced up with white chalk
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| Quite dark, it ain’t safe on the side yard
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| Might walk down to the woods let the woods spark
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| Try-hards, y’all ain’t hood, y’all got good parks
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| Might harm, take that arm if you reach far
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| These days, seem weak hey, seems the scene’s changed
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| Sweepstakes for leaf rakes, 'cause these hoes these crazy
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| Don’t rap 'bout no straps if you roleplay
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| Y’all actors act up in the wrong lanes
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| Hot meals on these streets, bitch, we serve fades
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| Chiefin' on this weed, we feel no pain
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| Real g’s might keep heat, I just bring blades'
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| Can’t ride, can’t play sides swervin' both lanes
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| Black night, camouflage put your boots on
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| Hack knife, cut half off like some coupons
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| Slack twice, y’all gone fold like some futons
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| Black, white, don’t think twice, pussy, move on
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| Weed stretch likes two weeks, if I need some
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| Keep left, when I write, fuck what you on
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| We stress, we suggest keep your cool, son
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| Deep breaths, one wrong step then your crew gone
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| Rollin', rollin', roll
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| We rollin', rollin', roll
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke
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| We smokin', smokin', ay
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| We rollin', rollin', roll
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| We rollin', rollin', roll
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke
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| We rollin', rollin', roll
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| We rollin', rollin', roll
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke
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| We smokin', smokin', smoke |