[Intro]
Right
Ayy, what my homie, Mike P, say?
[Chorus]
Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I’mma light one up
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin’ on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime, yeah
Tryna get fucked up (Ayy, all my smokers; ayy; light something up)
Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive
[Verse 1]
Uh, I’m to the grave with this
I learned how to roll a joint before I shaved and shit (Shit, yeah)
In seventh grade and shit
I was smoking OG Kush and lemon haze and shit
Bad as fuck, I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front
My dad had found it in a month
He kicked me out, he had enough so I got up
I’m in the kitchen, baking pizza with a crust
For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs, yeah (Yeah)
Spaceships see me when I’m up, yeah (Yeah)
I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah
I’m in a party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah
I’m rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah (Yeah)
I’m in quarantine, but the weed man pulls up here
I got a hundred packs of backwoods
I can spend the next four months here
I spent 10K cash, I might cough up both lungs here
Filled up on gas and got high, but no stunts here
Mask on when I’m outside, drive fast, don’t waste time
Ass on my face time, strap on my waistline
Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt, hold it up, no Kreayshawn
Give a fuck about these cops, put my hood on like Trayvon
All that I know is a W over my clan, I feel like Raekwon
Only time I get an L is when I be throwin’ one up for the gang sign
I been a king with the bars but now I can play the guitar and the bassline
I heard them saying they doing it first, I’m doing this shit for the eighth time
I used to want a pool, now I’m waking up and I got one in the backyard
I break a lotta rules, so you know I be drivin’ the whip like a NASCAR
Never went Hollywood, got a house in the hills
I still smack y’all (Smack y’all)
Never say no to the blunt, I smoke it ’til it’s all the way down to the ash (Yeah), y’all
[Verse 2]
I just lit a spliff blew it in a cop’s face
I just hit a switch so they couldn’t see the plates
Pull up to the crib, drove past four gates (Yeah)
Gave her half my dick, that was all that she could take, ayy
Used both hands like she tryna say grace (Ayy)
Said amen, then I blessed her face (Amen)
I don’t order by the bag, I order by the crate
I’mma smoke until the suns blocked, I don’t use drapes (Okay)
I was really on Cleveland selling raps on tapes
I had a couple of people with me that I watch turn fake (Yeah, yeah)
I still keep gorillas with me, I ain’t talking ’bout Bape
I’m a wizard with the potions, I ain’t talking ’bout Snape, ayy
I put a bag in my carryon luggage I walk through the airport I’m holding the shit
Somebody else put their coke in their ass and they walking through like they holdin’ their shit
My boy just snuck through the metal detector and he got a pole like he ready to fish
Whenever I get a Grammy, I’m poppin’ the top and I’m pouring a four in the whip
Holy shit, I’m so high, I just high fived this holiness, damn
Every shot I take, I make, it’s like I’m Kobe’s wrist (Whoo!)
This how I feel after a decade of me makin’ hits
So if my name ain’t on that bitch, you shouldn’t make a list
[Bridge]
Roll the windows up when I get inside the car, I mean
Roll the windows down when I open up the jar (See)
I’mma call the mayor, if they tryna press a charge
I’mma mob boss, I be pullin’ strings like my guitar, yeah (Yeah)
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(Right) Ay, what my homie, Mike P, say? Roll the windows up when I get in the car And I'ma light one up Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar And we can smoke this blunt Speeding on the sunset strip in the night time, yeah Tryna get fucked up (ay, all my smokers light something up) (ay) Roll the windows up (roll it up right now) When I smoke and drive Uh, I'm to the grave with this I learned how to roll a joint Before I shaved and shit (yeah) In seventh grade and shit I was smoking OG Kush and Lemon Haze and shit Bad as f*ck, I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front My dad had found it, in a month He kicked me out he had enough So I got up, I'm in the kitchen baking pizza with a crust For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs, yeah Spaceships, see me when I'm up, yeah I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah I'm in the party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah I'm rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah I'm on quarantine but the weed man pulls up here I got a hundred packs of Backwoods I can spend the next four months here I spent 10K cash I might cough up both lungs here Filled up on gas and got high but no stunts here Mask on when I'm outside Drive fast don't waste time Ass all on my FaceTime Strap on my wasteline Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt Hold it up, no Kreayshawn Don't give a f*ck about these cops Put my hood on like Trayvon All that I know is a W Up with my clan, I feel like Raekwon Only time I get a L Is when I be throwing one up for the gang sign I been the king with the bars But now I play guitar and the baseline I heard 'em saying they doing it first I'm doing this shit for the eighth time I used to want a pool Now I'm waking up and I got one in the backyard I break a lot of rules So you know I be driving the whip like a NASCAR Never went Hollywood Got a house on the Hills, I still smack y'all Never say no to the blunt I smoke it 'til it's all the way down to the ash y'all (yeah) I just lit a spliff, blew it in a cop's face I just hit a switch so they couldn't see the plates Pull up to the crib, drove past four gates (yeah) Gave her half my dick, that was all that she could take, ay Used both hands like she tryna say grace (ay) Said, "Amen" then I blessed her face (amen) I don't order by the bag, I order by the crate I'ma smoke until the sun's blocked, I don't use drapes (okay) I was really out in Cleveland selling raps on tapes I had a couple of people with me that I watched turn fake (yeah, yeah) I still keep gorillas with me I ain't talkin' 'bout Bape I'm a wizard with the potions, I ain't talkin' 'bout Snape Ay, I put it bag on my carry-on luggage I walk through the airport I'm holding this shit Somebody else put the coke in their ass And they walking through like they holding a shit My boy just snuck through the metal detector And he got a pole like he ready to fish Whenever I get a Grammy I'm poppin' a top And I'm pourin' a four in the whip Holy shit, I'm so high I just hi-fived His Holiness (damn) Every shot I take I make, it's like I'm Kobe's wrist (woo) This how I feel after a decade of me making hits So if my name ain't on that bitch, you shouldn't make a list Roll the windows up when I get inside the car I mean, roll the windows down when I open up the jar, see I'ma call the mayor if they try and press a charge I'm a mob boss, I be pulling strings like my guitar, yeah Roll the windows up when I get in the car And I'ma light one up Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar And we can smoke this blunt Speeding on the sunset strip in the night time yeah Tryna get fucked up (get fucked up, ay) (ay) Roll the windows up (roll it up right now) When I smoke and drive
Written by: Colson Baker, Donnis Chain, Jackie Chain, Mike Posner, Sean Anderson
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A Journey Through Rebellion and Reflection: Machine Gun Kelly’s ‘Roll The Windows Up’
Machine Gun Kelly’s ‘Roll The Windows Up’ is a raw and unfiltered glimpse into the artist’s life, capturing moments of rebellion, self-discovery, and the pursuit of freedom. The song opens with a vivid scene of MGK rolling up the windows of his car, lighting up a blunt, and speeding down the Sunset Strip. This imagery sets the tone for a narrative that intertwines youthful defiance with a sense of liberation found in the simple act of smoking and driving.
The lyrics delve into MGK’s early experiences with marijuana, highlighting his rebellious nature from a young age. He recounts learning to roll a joint before even shaving, and the subsequent fallout with his father upon discovering his stash. This anecdote serves as a metaphor for MGK’s journey of self-identity and the consequences of his choices. The mention of baking pizza for a paycheck to spend on drugs further emphasizes a life lived on the edge, where conventional paths are eschewed for a more chaotic, yet authentic existence.
As the song progresses, MGK reflects on his current status, juxtaposing his past struggles with his present success. References to quarantine, extravagant spending, and a nonchalant attitude towards authority figures like the police paint a picture of a man who has navigated through adversity to achieve a sense of autonomy. The line ‘Give a fuck about these cops, put my hood on like Trayvon’ is particularly poignant, invoking the memory of Trayvon Martin and highlighting MGK’s awareness of social issues. Ultimately, ‘Roll The Windows Up’ is a testament to MGK’s resilience and his unyielding commitment to living life on his own terms, no matter the cost.