Roll Up
G.L.A.M. Lyrics


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well it's the cream of the crop
we straight flow from the block
the party ain't over till I'm pullin' out the glock
unnecessary, that I unleash the real
I rubbin' you the right way like Johnny Gill
feel, a nigga tryin' to put it down on the town
even though all the hatas being around
I still clown
with the sound that will keep you pumped
I'm pushin' nothin' but this motherfuckin' gangsta funk
when I skunk
creepin' with my ACG
with the Vegas and the weed
got to let the brain feed
not a bad boy
but I put it down like Mase
in the thug category
tryin' to shake the face
game lace
tighter than a pair of new Jordan's
holdin' down the line like my name Ken Norton
for the team
rollin' up nickels like green
bud and you hatas in the town
got to show me love

[chorus]
I got sacks of weed
and we can hit the cuts
and roll 'em up
roll 'em up
when you dealin' wit the mob
fool you know what's up
cause we'll roll you up
roll you up
when you in the sco town
don't press your luck
just roll 'em up
roll 'em up
or hit the heel for the nade
and we can blow shit up
cause I'm rolls 'em up
rolls 'em up

represent the tip of the sco
lettin' niggas know
how a playa rolls when I hit the door
lettin' off smoke like the wild wild west
blowin' nade can't fuck wit the cest
I got a complex
I need premium
grade A dojah
bitch I'm a soldja
can't nothin' hold ya
nigga from the point down
in the background
niggas yellin' kill-a-hoe
lettin' off nine rounds
it's all over now
had 'em jack at the hash
Plus I got a twamp sack stashed in the ash tray
Dre, bitches and nigga Taydatay
put it down like a hog
for my niggas all day
it's the bomb bay
a real G parlay
won't stop rollin' blunts till judgement day
call it what you want
but I'm addicted to the cannabis
niggas can't handle this
'cause I'm so scandalous

[chorus]

hit the liquor store for some pour
fuck all of y'all
if you can't roll wit the hog
Livin in the city of the fog
keep a trail hill
for the real deal
off the nade and a mad dog
it's your car
the bitch ridin' shotgun
she wants to heat the hottub for some action
grab the gat son
I don't trust neer bitch
Nina Rostine in the cuts
can you handle this
you know I come equipped
with an extra clip
pull out another blunt
roll another sack of hemp
don't trip
just to my fashion
when I start flashin'
I might start blastin'
off to the land of unknown
let me call Big Mac on the clome
you know it's on




lookin' for more endo smoke
hit 3rd street fiendin' for some JC roll bowl

Overall Meaning

The song Roll Up by G.L.A.M is a rap song that talks about the artist's love for weed and his lifestyle. It starts with him claiming that he is the best among the rest as he flows from the block. He talks about his love for gangster funk and how he rolls up the weed in his ACG, weed and Vegas. He claims to be a thug, but not a bad boy like Mase, and he raps about his struggle in the town where haters surround him. However, he still clowns around and pushes the sound that will keep you pumped, and he rolls blunts until judgement day. The chorus comprises of G.L.A.M's love for rolling up weed, hitting the cuts and rolling up some more, and he warns people not to press their luck in the sco town, for they might get rolled up. The second verse talks about G.L.A.M's addiction to the cannabis and how he cannot handle it. He talks about the lifestyle he leads, rolling blunts, and going to the liquor store to get some pour, and how he lives in the city of fog. He claims not to trust any bitch and how he keeps a trail hill for the real deal, off the nade, and a mad dog. He is always looking for some JC Roll Bowl, and he is always ready for action.


In conclusion, the song Roll Up by G.L.A.M is a rap song in which the artist talks about his unbridled love for weed, rolling blunts and his lifestyle. He portrays himself as the best in the town and talks about his struggles as a thug. He claims that he will roll up anybody who presses their luck and how rolling blunts is an addiction to him.


Line by Line Meaning

well it's the cream of the crop
I'm among the best of the best


we straight flow from the block
Our music comes directly from the streets


the party ain't over till I'm pullin' out the glock
I'm unpredictable and dangerous


unnecessary, that I unleash the real
I don't hold anything back when I perform


I rubbin' you the right way like Johnny Gill
I'm giving you exactly what you want


feel, a nigga tryin' to put it down on the town
I'm doing everything I can to represent my city


even though all the hatas being around
Despite the negative energy around me


I still clown
I'm still confident and have fun with it


with the sound that will keep you pumped
Our music is high-energy and exciting


I'm pushin' nothin' but this motherfuckin' gangsta funk
Our music is a mix of gangster and funk styles


when I skunk
When I'm smoking weed


creepin' with my ACG
Sneaking around in my All Conditions Gear shoes


with the Vegas and the weed
Carrying both money and weed with me


got to let the brain feed
Gotta satisfy my need for weed


not a bad boy
I'm not a criminal, really


but I put it down like Mase
I'm as good as the rapper Mase


in the thug category
I'm in the same category as other tough guys


tryin' to shake the face
Trying to gain respect and recognition


game lace
My rap game is impressive


tighter than a pair of new Jordan's
My flow is tight and on-point


holdin' down the line like my name Ken Norton
I'm strong and in control


for the team
I'm representing and performing for my crew


rollin' up nickels like green
Rolling up small amounts of weed


bud and you hatas in the town
Smoking weed and ignoring the haters around us


got to show me love
I deserve respect and appreciation


I got sacks of weed and we can hit the cuts and roll 'em up roll 'em up
I have plenty of weed to smoke and enjoy with my crew


when you dealin' wit the mob fool you know what's up cause we'll roll you up roll you up
Don't mess with us because we're tough and will take care of our business


when you in the sco town don't press your luck just roll 'em up roll 'em up or hit the heel for the nade and we can blow shit up cause I'm rolls 'em up rolls 'em up
If you're in my city, don't start trouble, just smoke some weed with us and relax


represent the tip of the sco lettin' niggas know how a playa rolls when I hit the door
I'm representing the best of my city and setting a high standard for how playas should act


lettin' off smoke like the wild wild west blowin' nade can't fuck wit the cest
Smoking weed like cowboys in the old west, nobody does it better


I got a complex I need premium grade A dojah
I'm picky about my weed and only smoke the best


bitch I'm a soldja can't nothin' hold ya nigga from the point down in the background niggas yellin' kill-a-hoe lettin' off nine rounds
I'm tough and nothing can stop me, and my crew supports me


it's all over now had 'em jack at the hash Plus I got a twamp sack stashed in the ash tray
We've succeeded and even have more weed stashed away for later


Dre, bitches and nigga Taydatay put it down like a hog
I'm rapping with some famous names and we're doing it confidently


for my niggas all day it's the bomb bay a real G parlay
I'm a true gangsta and I'm confident in my abilities


won't stop rollin' blunts till judgement day
I'll never stop smoking weed, no matter what


call it what you want but I'm addicted to the cannabis
I'm not ashamed of my love for weed


niggas can't handle this 'cause I'm so scandalous
People can't handle how confident and fearless I am


hit the liquor store for some pour fuck all of y'all if you can't roll wit the hog
If you can't hang with us, then we don't care about you


Livin in the city of the fog keep a trail hill for the real deal off the nade and a mad dog
Living in a tough city, and we're always prepared for anything


it's your car the bitch ridin' shotgun she wants to heat the hottub for some action grab the gat son
We're going for a ride and my girl is ready for anything


I don't trust neer bitch Nina Rostine in the cuts can you handle this
I don't trust anyone, and I'm always aware of my surroundings


you know I come equipped with an extra clip pull out another blunt roll another sack of hemp
I'm always prepared for anything and have plenty of weed


don't trip just to my fashion when I start flashin' I might start blastin'
Don't worry about me, I'll handle it my way


off to the land of unknown let me call Big Mac on the clome you know it's on
We're on our way to accomplish something great, and I have my crew with me


lookin' for more endo smoke hit 3rd street fiendin' for some JC roll bowl
We're always looking for more weed and willing to travel to get it




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