"Busy Rollin "

(V1.)
This is for the homies buying gold for their ladies
I'm broker than a joke but I've got keys for your Mercedes
No time for parking lots, propping up the hood
I'm cropping up in neighbourhoods and up to no good
I'm BiWay kicking it, like it so I'm knicking it
Flash that fuckin smirk again and jerk I put a brick in it
I'm sicker, prick, than shingles, saltier than Pringles
Rob Vans Robbin vans, Dams not Winkles
Boat shoe khaki wearing polo on the shirt
Motherfuckers look stupid when I drop 'em in the dirt
See we're dirty we're rotten but far from being imbeciles
Old schooling guys stealing cooling pies from window sills
We're not flashing cash, check the couch slouch for toonies
The mouth stache I'm grooming was born in the boonies
I pow like peralta yer shit filled like colon
I'd goon ya like I'm Brolin but I'm too busy Rolling

(chorus)
R o LLin I cool J the block,
RotfLin I fuck with yer flock,
I flow LOLin you know what I'm selling,
I Roll out the d'rugs and control the block (theoooo!!)

(V2.)
I'm rolling like a stone, don't be trolling my zone,
Or you'll be ivory cubes that dudes use to roll bones/
I roll cones, dros & homegrown,
You only see me rolling pinners when Kevin's home alone/
I roll blunts, three papers and twos,
I'll even roll your weak crew for your brand new shoes/
record that shit too, check the instant replay,
Won't even wear your kicks I'll just sell em on ebay/
Killer K here to play turn your face to straight mush,
Get brushed by death stepping to the Cor-Crush/
try to bum rush us? the ruthless beasts,
Then some heads are gonna roll just like we're Judas Priest/
SpeakerSlut with the guttural beats,
Muthafuck your drop Ds, Gergs gits soil sheets/
And we freaks the techniques, Midas touch always golden,
Now you're begging for a freebie but we're too busy rolling/

(chorus)
R o LLin I cool J the block,
RotfLin I fuck with yer flock,
I flow LOLin you know what I'm selling,
Roll out the d'rugs and control the block

(V3.)
Gergles with the six strings Zaya with the beats
Theos at my side again we're back to loppin feets
It's the K to the illa to the C to the rush
Stairwell steppers know they gonna catch a mush
Kick another bucket yo we flog another pony
Old school truer leave you bluer than gibroni
Hot like pepperoni sticks the mix high fallutin
Not shooting for the dough yo this flows non-gluten
You know I roll, but never over like Beethoven,
You know I'm cold, like the beer that you keep frozen/
Chosen one, since I was dozing in my mom,
Now I screw beats the fuck up &
spit words the fuck out, human time bomb/
So keep calm and enjoy the suffering,
Employ your mother for her fluffing and buffering/
My tough sixteens got you seeking consoling,
But I'm bumpin' Ice T, too busy high rolling/

(chorus)
R o LLin I cool J the block,
RotfLin I fuck with yer flock,
I flow LOLin you know what I'm selling,
I Roll out the d'rugs and control the block

Roll-in you know how we do
Roll non believers ask pooh
Roll-in we Kung like the fu
Roll-in we crumble yer crew