Rollin’ Ethereal (Ft. Faye Webster)

[Verse 1: Ethereal]
Fully loaded, fully loaded
Pull up in that candy coated
I can't leave the house I'm smoking
That's my songs boy you stole it
Ace hotel in Shorditch with 'bout four chicks watching old flicks
Think about I used to move them bands praying I could move the O zips
Do you know what cold is, my eye seen it all
Froze a nigga, shout out Coodie Breeze, all my niggas ball
"Easy hit me up, I'm tryna work"
I can't even call
All these niggas Soulja Boy's, I can't fuck with y'all
Too much sodium, salties can't stand in my podium
Gutted how young Easy go so dumb, I'm the chosen one
On my mama I ain't win a hundred, I do this for fun
Killing all these rappers sitting down, I might roll a blunt
Niggas look down at the god I do not look up
If you lazy boy you is a clown, get up and get you some
I be in the field kissing babies, dapping niggas up
Young Easy for mayor of Atlanta, mane I might just run

[Pre-Chorus]
I'ma keep it rolling (x4)
I'ma keep on rolling
I'm gon' keep on rolling (x3)
I'm gon' keep it moving (x7)
Whatchu' niggas doing