ROB REGIS - Rolling, Stoned [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
Rolling 'round the curb
Choking on that herb
My job just keeps on calling
That shit gets on my nerves
No, I ain't going home
You know I'm rolling stoned
You know I'm blowing O's
With the homies rolling stoned


[VERSE 1]
I'm one handing that wheel, my eyes locked in a squint
I'm ghostfacing for real, man, I wish I got some tints
Female, co-pilot, I hope she with, the businesses
Cause my business is, just to trip and shit
So if I lick a clit, then it's a business trip
But we could pass the dutchie, and I hope my ass is lucky
Just to get to your bad side
Cause you don't wanna see me, be me
Girl you better act right, so act right
Act like, you never heard of me
Smokes so good, it could murder me
Each blunt, one ups, we roll Hercules
And I'm pretty sure Miley would twerk for these
Nonetheless, we on the boulevard
The fullest car, cause we pulling hard, we pulling hard, we pulling hard
The new Black Hippy, call me Dab-Soul
Dogging for the top, I'm an asshole
Eyeing the pigs, as we pass 'trol
Wondering what's making the glass glow
[SIRENS FX]

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Shit...
Life of the party? Hardly
But I'm still trill, as I'm sippin' my Bacardi
"Aw he, awf'ly, gaudy, thinking that he godly"
"Nigga better chill" "But he just being Robby"
Same quiet kid from your classroom, and my eyes so low, thinking I'mma nap soon
But I got a blunt, hey, and it's packed too
Let's cruise the city, to some rap tunes
Light another L, I'm in a bad mood
Throw some Michael on, now I'm a "BAD" dude
I don't spit, I barf, like it's bad food
Munching on rappers, so they raps chewed
Riding in the clouds? That's how high we are
Man, my shit's been parked, this ain't a flying car
But how the hell, are we eyeing stars?
And we got another blunt, in the iron jar

[Hook]


[BRIDGE] [4x]
I wear
My sunglasses at night
My mind
Is just too fried
That's exactly
What I like

[Hook]