Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sippin' on purp, feelin' like the Barre Baby (it's lit)
Whatever I downed, it got me goin' crazy (yeah)
Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (alright)

I was hot as hell out in the heat (yeah, yeah)
Then the storm came in to save my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees (straight up)
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
In the nighttime (woo, yeah)

Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (rollin')
Psychedelics got me goin' crazy (oh, no)
Niggas femalin', they excelling (yeah)
Are they intelli'? (what you tellin'?)
We propellin', up top with Ellen, uh (with the choppers)
Kill the jealous with propane repellent
Got me goin' crazy (it's lit)
On tour, we'll tell 'em, we bought the section (gang)
They keep on callin' up, it's gettin' hectic like we projected
So we cut the plug, he's interjected (got me goin' crazy)

Rollin', rollin', rollin', got me stargazin' (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sippin' on purp, feelin' like the Barre Baby (it's lit)
Whenever I'm down, it got me goin' crazy (yeah)
Psychedelics got me goin' crazy

I was hot as hell out in the heat (yeah, yeah)
Then the storm came in to save my life
Head up to the sky, down on my knees (straight up)
Out of nowhere, you came here to save the night
In the nighttime (woo, yeah)

Got me goin' crazy

Okay, I been up for some days, I ain't got time to lay
Just to drown out all these thoughts, I tried all kind of things
If I take you to my past you will be traumatized
Got a thousand kids outside that's tryna come alive
'99, took AstroWorld, it had to relocate
Told the dogs I'd bring it back, it was a seal of faith
Before no car note, baby girl, she played the tourist guide
Got the keys into my city, now she know the rides
Got new money, got new problems, got new enemies
When you make it to the top, it's the amenities
Packin' out Toyota like I'm in the league
And it ain't a mosh pit if ain't no injuries
I got 'em stage divin' out the nose bleeds (alright, alright, alright)
And she hit that booger sugar 'til her nose bleed (alright, alright, alright)
Bounce that shit forever, she on both knees
She was talkin' 'bout forever, got a whole week (alright, alright, alright)
Plus she know my baby mama is a trophy
She be throwing up them B's feel like we both bleed
She keep my dick jumpin' up, feel like I'm Moby
I'm way too gold for this beef, feel like I'm Kobe
Yeah, this right here is astronomical
I see you picked up all my ways, I feel responsible
They tryna say that all my problems is improbable
They keep itching at my spirit, I'm diabolical
You feel me?

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Writer(s): Brandon Chase Korn, Brandon Michael Whitfield, Cydel Charles Young, Jacques Webster, Jamie Lepe, Lamont Porter, Mike Dean, Samuel Gloade, Sonny Corey Uwaezuoke