Roll up, wait a minute, let me put some cushion Roll up, wait a minute, let me put some cushion Now it's that puff puff ass shit, chichi chong grass shit Blunts to the head, Kush fellas, no mattress Speedboat traffic, bitches automatic Cross that line, fuck around and get your ass kicked We roll shit that burns slow as fucking molasses Probably gon' pass it, smoke it to the last hit Damn to the ashes, Mary J a bad bitch Andre 3001, another classic Go ahead, ask her, bitches bout how I be smokin' out Party all night, yeah it's goin' down Quarter rounds and smokin' quarter pound of that good stuff Oh yeah, we smokin' all night Yeah, puff puff ass, that shit right here Nigga redder than my last batch Caramel complexion and a ass fat Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale I know you're trying to get high Type of shit to hire you later sideways Take a whip for this suicide Holla at me cause I got it all day No need to fly to Jamaica For the gun jaw, we can get the same thing You want the bomb, I'll take it Holla at my nigga right here Exhale, exhale, exhale, exhale Hold up, wait a minute Let me put some kush up in it Hold up, wait a minute Let me put some kush up in it Hmm, still I am Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am Back row back, still a half pound in my backpack Next to where the swishers at, smokin' presidential Got some bubba, I'll get you that Need it for my cataracts, four hoes and I'm the pimp In my Cadillac, you can tell them Cali back Matter of fact, they don't know, this ain't dope Get a whiff of that, know it ain't no seeds in my sack You ain't never gotta ask, dawg, what he smokin' on Shit, kush to my mind gone, what you think I'm on? Eyes low, I'm blown, high as a motherfucker Yeah, ain't no question about it Niggas say smoke me out, yeah, I really doubt it I'm Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded So if you want it, you know your nigga holy You can put it in a Zag, go up run and get gloomy Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, exhale I know you're tryin' to get high Type a shit to her, you're a little sappy Take a whiff of this suicide Holla at me, cause I got it all day No need to fly, just to lay down Call a gun job, we can get the same thing You want the bomb, bomb, dig it Holla at my nigga, right here and now Holla at me, holla at me, holla at me, holla at me Ain't that kush, we blow on the best smoke Inhale, slow, no joke, make your ass choke Hold up, baby, you gon' put it back It's what you got your sack for Ain't that, ain't that kush, we blow on the best smoke Inhale, slow, no joke, make your ass choke Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale