Rolling Papers

Cut it short, break it down, couple pounds, roll it up

Add heat, kiss the end, let the colored vapors in

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Bitches and they asses out, money countin' cotton mouth

Yeah, we rollin' papers over here, nigga

Yeah, we rollin' papers over here, nigga

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Maharishi kicks and Bape Tee's I really do this

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Smokin' joints with mixed breed bitches, right where the pool is

I never press, just relax, don't start choosin'

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Left my main chick now the new bitches I'm scoopin'

Stacey Dash type, I'm cheatin' and they clueless

I'm from the gang or the pack or the litter

Better guard your daughter or your mother or your sister

Chances are she is an avid O.F. listener

And when we exit she will proceed to exit with us

To the Homestead Suites to drink liquor

Party all night, it's her dream to be with us

She'll tae kwon do anythin' that we mentioned

Just because she know that we the Wolf Gang niggas

I kept it G, kept the good weed fired up

It's been a good year, record labels wanna hire us

But O.F. just chillin', let the fuckers admire us

My shit's so swift, I could gay miley cyrus up

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Ice water cold, I'm the coldest nigga rappin'

Y'all was cool in high school, what the fuck happened?

Still low like Laurel parkin' ticket is, I'm dashin'

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? Yup

Ignorant as fuck but I swear I won't change up

That's a bad call, bitches catch fastballs

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call