Sticky Icky (Roll Det) Sexyy Red

[Chorus]
Roll that sticky icky, roll that sticky icky
Roll that sticky icky, roll that sticky icky
Roll that sticky icky, roll that sticky icky
Roll that sticky icky, roll that sticky icky

[Verse 1]
Roll some gas, let's get fucking high
Bad bitches smoking za za
Rental car turned to a hot box
Smelling like a pound when I walk by
This one make me feel like I can fly
Bitch I'm too fuckin' high, I think I'm seeing god
I'm in my own zone, look at me in my eyes
If you think you smoke my weed, then you a lie
Bitch I'm the plug, I keep some zips in my purse
Smoking gas, you hoes be smoking dirt
I ain't high enough, I think I need a perc
Hold on, yeah, I think that worked
Hold on, yeah, used to be hurt
A nigga broke my heart I couldn't even go to work
I said fuck all that shit, I gotta make some work
Got off my ass and ever since then, I'vе been fucking turnt
I'm with my homegirls, where thе niggas with the pistols?
Me and my bitches smoke more weed than half these niggas
I got the gas, where the lighter? Where some swishers?
I ain't smoking if the zaza ain't official