Dot Dot Dot

[Verse 1 - Wiz Khalifa]

King size papers, king size bed

N*ggas blow money but I'd rather keep mine instead

Roll something n*gga, blow something

Say you're ballin out of control

Let a n*gga hold something

Specially if you got it and he don't put his n*ggas on

Tell me what's the sense of even having it fo'

Cause when you're broke, you have everything to gain

When you lose it all, let you inhale half the vape

Do it for the taste

Usually I roll one up to pass it around

But now I smoke it to the face

Cuz chiefing with n*ggas is such a waste

Unless they my n*ggas, and 9 times out of 10

They got their own pound with them

Own pack of papers and filters, something to grind

We be smoking them things like 6 at a time

5 in the L, 4 breakin' down

3 in my head, 2 in my mind, n*gga



[Hook]

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled

I need more than one rolled..

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled

I keep more than one rolled..



[Verse 2 - Curren$y]

A bit of a pothead, it has been said

I keep one rolled up like LL's pantsleg

Full of life in this b*tch, though

I may seem half-dead

Trust me, I'm cool

I just ain't talking to you

And them checks coming through

Is just as I predicted

They got a bigger portion

Cause the Jets eating off bigger dishes now..

Ain't I the biggest fish up in this pond

Since life's a b*tch, tell her roll my shit up huh

Secret compartment in my car, James Bond

Though I'm James Bond, n*gga bread long

And my name known in e'ry home household

Caught them pussies slippin' tryna squeeze

In the mouse hole, that cheese is "nachos"

You are not chose by the gods

To live as we do, so play your role in the movie

Ain't no pause, no rewind

For no man, wasting time

So I ain't wasting mine

More grass, more green, more grind, n*gga I keep...



[Hook]

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled

I need more than one rolled..

One rolled, one rolled, one rolled

I keep more than one rolled..



[Verse 3 - Big Sean]

And these b*tch ass n*ggas

F*ck around, might have to b*tch-smack me a n*gga

Roll around with a bunch of get-rich ass n*ggas

Who the man? You ain't even gotta ask these n*ggas..

I'ma f*ck around and take these n*ggas' last 3 pictures

Man, these b*tches breaking their neck

Just to pass weed with us

We roll, get high, get drunk, more shots, reload

Too high, he knows, 3 more, C4, we blow

B*tch, how could you be so fine?

Shake that ass, she's so mine

Taking more double shots than free throw lines

I might hit like 3-4 times

They say "What the f*ck is you on?"

F*ck if I'm right

F*ck it, I'm on, you f*cking at home

Watching my ass, bet that I'm on

On my way to the top, and I'm coming along with...