Roll up (feat. Los Rakas, Berner & D.a.Go) - Nima Fadavi, Berner, Los Rakas

Aye I don’t fuck with the E, I don’t fuck with the coka

Nigga like me, more like a smoker

Nigga like you, more like a joker

I be off that hen rolling up like I’m supposed to

Roll up, wait hold up

We got all this tree, but we ain’t got no blunts

And you hear what this song about

Ah fuck it bring the bongs out

Yeah, it’s the ganja farmer

The cultivator of the marijuana

Mister motivation and medication

And I don’t give a fuck no explanation

See I’m rolling up every time I go out

Not, I’m rolling up every time one goes out

I’m rolling up like approaching the spot

I’m the man on the mother fucking block

West Side!

Ice cold hits from the bong yeah I smoke till I’m gone

Pretty bitches on my arm uh

Yeah I do it like this, roll up two hits

What I’m on two fifths

Man I’m running though zips and pounds

All on your bitch I got my dick in her mouth, huh

Weed and Xanie bars yeah that’s all I need

Name another Mexican as high as me, Berner

Weed and Hennessy is all I need (is all I need)

I’m a rakataka until I D-I-E

Back that thing up let me see you do it for a G

Long hair yep yep I don’t care

Roll one for a negro put it in the air

Every day is 4/20 when you over here

Every day is 4/20 when you over here