Roll Up

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (uh huh)

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (uh huh)

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (uh huh)

man we blowin' up da whip, ion care if it fold up

aye, I told shawty “swing thru,” she say she brung two cousins

pulled up Texaco off Cleveland, errybody in somethin’

bruh in Charger, loud pipes, windows down, bass bumpin’ (hold up..)

gas real smooth, got the whole ride bubblin’

tryna cop from da dude off Glenwood by da chicken spot

he said he got Za lookin' pink, called it “apple pop”

we park crooked, see a cutlass full of skinny thots

folks wildin’ on da curb like it’s first of da month

fumblin’ round, countin’ twenties wit’ da lickin’ thumb

drop one bill, wind take it, da paper run

look..i’m chasin’ in slides, steppin’ weird, damn my ankle numb

shawty recordin’ on her phone like it’s Worldstar drop

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (yeah, ayy)

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (yeah, ayy)

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (yeah, ayy)

man we blowin' up da whip, ion care if it fold up

rollin’ up in da parkin lot, we ain’t leavin’ yet

ATL got err street hot, err block set

eyes low, tryna match vibes, ion need no brag

hit da blunt, pass left, errbody up next

shawty grabbin’ da blunt, talkin’ crazy, she from Summerhill

say her plug fake, told her it’s "exotic", it was basic field

errbody roastin’, folk wheezin’, da energy ill

passin’ out some gas, shit hit like a fire drill

heard da boys by Gresham gettin’ booked for some petty thang

one wrong turn, blue lights flash, errbody slang

duck behind Texaco lot, breeze blowin' that purple flame

car won’t start, da key stuck, bruh tryna turn, it sang

shawty yellin’ out da window “we on top!”

this whole ride turn sitcom, like a skit on boondock

high as hell, end up hungry, stop for wings at JR Crickets spot

somehow still laughin’ over gas dat wasn’t worth da guap

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (ayy ayy)

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (ayy ayy)

gas bag, roll up, pass dat, roll up (ayy ayy)

man we blowin' up da whip, ion care if it fold up

rollin’ up in da parkin lot, we ain’t leavin’ yet

ATL got err street hot, err block set

eyes low, tryna match vibes, ion need no brag

hit da blunt, pass left, errbody up next