Roll Thru

[Verse: Bodega Bamz]
Word
Fronto after fronto I roll through
One of Mary Jane, since I love you
Let me get high, kush and OJ
Puff puff pass to my bitch go both ways
She make little hearts with the smoke she blow
Word, when she smokes she blow
You got a license right?
Cool, we speedin'
Roll the windows down, give the cops one reason
You know me, razorblade on the cheek
The only sow don’t sow what he reap
Everything purp, haze magnifique
Many freaks, nose dive and south beach
I don't indulge...I only inhale
Build your lungs while you waitin to exhale
Breath easy...

[Verse 2]
I remember as a young buck, be honest
You couldn't get me hooked on phonics
All I did read books on violence
Well I never get booked on violence
Yeah, the weed used to make me paranoid
One, two...A Pu De
Everybody sold weed where I’m from
Anything to make a sum, made me some
We would take pounds straight to L.I
The profit was double but I would break it down too
Hit the container store, fuck limo bags
Presentation was everything
Lime peel in the jar, make the weed moist
Grand daddy kush, was the deed
What's the choice?
Y'all remember skunk? Chocolate?
I sound old as fuck
Yo, when I was twelve got my hands on some hydros
Smoked it
Came out the building so high
That I ran to a church
I was bout to die
I remember Freddy cause he looked me in my eye
Like “Chill Shorty”
Word
That's there
Back of the ambulance truck, mad fare
Had my mama there
Next stop, metropolitan
Heart beat sound like Sasquatch following

[Hook]
Fronto after fronto I roll through
Fronto after fronto I roll through
Fronto after fronto I roll through
Fronto after fronto I roll through