Please listen carefully...
[Laughs]
Yeah...
Supervillain in the building.
We smoked out on this one mother...
We all ready...
We smoke blunts nigger... light that shit!
Smoke doobies... light that shit!
And bongs... we smoke all that shit over here nigger...
I'm just laid back chilling
In the cut like a villain
Rollin up
Twistin goodies
I ain't smokin on em phillies
Growin kush by the ounce
Put up them 20s and them 50s
Rolling em quick
Need em swiftly
Took two pulls and then it hit me
Like an elevator lift me
In the sky I'm so high
I fly by on cloud 9
Looking down on my city
Really
I smoke til I'm silly
In the telli with these brisses white
Bitches spending greasy
Cause them blunts got em busy bro
Niggers trying to smoke ahead
I'm back like I'm too busy homie
You can keep that regiment
On the zone off this piffy
Feel me
Yeah my eyes watery
But I see this world so clearly
I'm a stoner sincerely
You don't smoke with me... that's eerie
Yeah my eyes red and watery
But I see this world so clearly
I'm a stoner sincerely
You don't smoke with me... that's eerie
Eerie
Just like from my brother
Got this OC for 350
Man this weed is so fine
I swear young roddy trying to kill me
Come on
[x2:]
So much smoke - need oxygen
The weed so fine can't comprehend
Take that puff and hold it in
Exhale -blow it in the wind
Ah nigger you should too
If you knew what this game will do to you
Steadily counting benjamins
I'm just sitting here trying to win
Yo I'm trade
I'm spaced out
I stay on another level
Get two cards
Pull the carboard out and roll em two leaves up together
Clever - I know
But these niggers can't do what I do
And these bitches can't go where I go
But still they try to follow
Sipping clicko out the bottle
I live my life full throttle
But that weed slowed me down
Like brakes on marcila-agos
Everything is chill
On cruise control
I'm just posted with my motto
And we roasted up this shipment that I just got in from tahoe
We just smoking and watching movies
Feeling like I hit the lotto
Little mama lighting up like she addicted to that pyro
I'm playing the rear view mirror close
I'm ducking from the 5-O
These niggers know how I roll
New whip with my eyes low
I'm smoking on that hydro
No choice -but to drive slow
I'm flying in the clouds
Will I ever land
I don't know
But for now
I'm just smoked out chilling
Steady
Rolling up them goodies
Plotting heavy on the millions
Come on
[x2:]
So much smoke - need oxygen
The weed so fine can't comprehend
Take that puff and hold it in
Exhale blow it in the wind
Ah nigger you should too
If you knew what this game I'll do to you
Steadily counting benjamins
I'm just sitting here trying to win
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Lyrics submitted by Giancarlo Cruz.