text: Rollin Rollin
  These streets are frozen
  On that black ice while rap tight
  Drive it like you stole it
  With my two cents Ill invest
  Wait a few years to be impressed
  Well this nothin yet
  Im still young, Im still workin on my kingdom
  With that bullshit that you pumpin son
  See through that transparent
  Take what I want you keep staring
  Back to my lab start preparing that quality
  I move around while they follow me
  Split the green dichotomy
  Better get the fuck off my property
  Cause Im probably
  Too damn dope for them name brands
  We spit, we don’t shake hands
  Get crack chicks and Ray-Bans
  To rap my lines verbatim
  Ya, mommy got me hotter than Wasabi shawty
  Ask me if Im blowin up, I told her baby probably
  Dont wanna stumble from the B.P.T. until trouble
  Hit the field and then I cause Trouble
  Made a profit then I made double
  Still my raincoat like four bucks
  Bout to have my boys on the tour bus
  Smokin more blunts, feelin gorgeous
  Cause theres a lot of you but theres more of us
  Rollin Rollin
  Smokin potent, steady blowin
  Out the window Im just hopin no one noticed, feel me!Coastin by the ocean sets go with the back doors open
  But in wind when its freezin stay bent like scoliosis
  Feelin like Al Capone and I feelin like Corleone and
  Feelin I got this feelin a feelin nobody knows it
  So I perfect my flows
  I try to get it out
  I let you envision the mission
  To show you what this shit about
  Want the chain swang, I want the fame main
  All black range, if I cant then its bang bang
  You want the same thing, That’s why you hatin
  Well step aside and take a permanent vacation punk