Rollin - Sam Adams

Wizzy wizzy stackin gettin tipsy

Already killed 20 drinks but feel like nothins in me Got a girl named molly hottie hollas just to lick me Fingerprints of bitterness are fucking me up quickly

Rolled out swingin for the fence you know like griffy

On the runway bridges off my plane sorry u missed me Cloudless in the sky but staci has the cabin misty

We just smokin alias but aint fuckin with missy

I can’t feel my legs I’m uma therman in this damn thing

My revenge is pillful adarol and yin yang

Touchin ladies, sweatin, blazing, flame a bowl with propane

Champagne bottles poppin and we cuttin lines of cocaine

Feelin like a million bucks furthest from a bad place

Smilin on my inside but I’m grindin with my sad face

More and more I’m fallin crawlin steppin towards euphoria

Poppin shots before it ends call me robert horry braa

If you want to roll with me pop and throw your drink back

Singles are for lovers if your fucking take a trip stac

Love me baby I can take you higher

Lets get a little higher x2

On my shit I’m out my lid but notice how my words shape

Sean and cudi hurricanes well I must be an earthquake

Fissin hearin all these dudes show love and then they spread hate

My pupils are big as fuck bout the size of pancakes

Rolly faced to be a state bo boys we gettin faced

Boston fam there’s no replace ment to speak my life on tape

I don’t know if this shits fake either way my minds erased

I love everybody I’m the biggest fan of good mistakes

Get your girl wetter then if you went n jumped in a lake

Suck on off mdm and a, I’m puffin els gettin baked

Magic in the play-offs you a loser you just get laid

We still rollin heavy boy till the day we get caked