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 rolling past, rolling papers in the passenger
 Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out
 Bitches and they asses out, money counting, cotton mouth
 Yeah, we rolling papers over here, nigga
 Yeah, we rolling 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'
 Take a note so high to wing you 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 OF 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 Taekwondo anythin' that we mentioned
 Just because she know that we the Wolf Gang niggas
 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 and the 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
 I kept it G, kept the good weed fired up
 It's been a good year, record labels wanna hire us
 But OF just chillin', let the fuckers admire us
 My shit's so swift, I could gang 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
 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 and the 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