Rollin Up Another 1

Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Before this one is even done

Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Before this one is even done

Yeah!

I got that Town loud down South
Still shippin pounds out
On probation but I got the route down
I-5 South, 58 to I-40
Hit Memphis, 22, call shorty
I'm a state away I'll be there at 5:40
Hit the West Side on 20 man I'm ready to get do'dy
Stop offa Simpson for some backwoods and roll em
One after the other man, we smoke em like it's stolen

We smoke it like we grow it
You smoke it like it's fronted
And you bout to owe it
Just rolled another
Hell yeah, we gon blow it
Life's like the theme song
In case you didn't know it's

Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Before this one is even done

Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Before this one is even done

Rollin up, rollin down the highway
Smoked out ride any time I ride away
I'm coming right away cuz money always wide awake
Got it night and day and always got the right to weigh
Got the worth the wait-waiting price they like to pay
Rollin through, hit the gas, like a red light I'm arriving late
Yesterday, like tomorrow, I'm high today
Running laps around the Golden Gate as I get paid
Holding weight, let em fly
You can drive or we can fly the weight
Golden State of Mind grind
Crime and pay simultaneously defined
The smoke'll blind but I'll find a way

Shake junt, hash blunt, cash up front
Ounce in the dash with the packs in the trunk
Weight stashed, face mask, run that up!
The game don't love you but she'll still let you fuck

Shake junt, hash blunt, cash up front
Ounce in the dash with the packs in the trunk
Weight stashed, face mask, run that up!
The game don't love you but she'll still let you fuck

Four eighth's to a half'
One wood left, there was five in the pack
If I weren't sellin weed I wouldn't be as good at math
All we do is ship packs, fuck bitches, count cash
Pants covered in ash, stains on my fingernails from the hash
Stuck to my hand when it shoulda got passed
And ripped in half now we gotta roll another and fast

We just rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Before this one is even done

Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Rollin up another one
Before this one is even done

Shake junt, hash blunt, cash up front
Ounce in the dash with the packs in the trunk
Weight stashed, face mask, run that up!
The game don't love you but she'll still let you fuck

The game don't love you but she'll still let you fuck



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Writer(s): David Simon, Sean Michael Tokarz, Dajon Green
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