Rollin’ Jackie Chain (Ft. Kid Cudi)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane sample]
Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
R-R-R-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks
R-Ro-R-Ro-Rollin, rollin, rollin, we ain't slept in weeks (Block Beattaz)

[Verse 1: Jackie Chain]
Poppin bottles, keep 'em pouring, how we rolling? VIP
It's Jackie Chain (Who the man?) Everybody know it's me
I keep myself surrounded by some dime pieces every night
Tall and short, th-thick and skinny, Black and white, e-every type
K-Keep 'em coming, ain't no secret, if she with it, she can get it
But just wait, give me a minute
'C-'Cause right now, the room is spinning
Pouring juice to kick it in, rolling blunts and kicking it
Music bumping—ain't it something how it get the [?] ?
Feel the bass—it's beating hard against her body, make her horny
Guess she heard I keep them Skittles
That's why she be all up on me
Five blunts of purp, and I still ain't high, roll up
Ten-pack of pills, halfway gone, I'm about to (Throw up)
Throwing up, its all good–that just kick my buzz in
On the couch, loving the way these girls back-rubbing
Blowing on them Sweets, and your boy about to peak
I've been rollin, rollin, rollin, I ain't slept in weeks