CHORUS (2x):
Hey this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by

You see
Biggie be like what's beef?
Me I'm like what's weed?
Weed is actually a medicine
For me, you know
Every four hours like a prescription I smoke
And I'm thanking my refer chief
For making me choke
I'm like one of those half-baked thugs
I'm in love then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud
'Cause I still piss stems and still sh*t seeds,
I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed
Wrap Sumden, always
I smoke more then Cheech and Chong
My best friends a bong
And my homies a smokaholic
I know one day, I'm gone stop,
But that'll be the day
When my seeds don't pop
You see weed helps me
Get my thoughts together quick
But on the other hand,
As soon as I'm sober I forget
Sh*t, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,
And my momma think that I should quit

CHORUS (2x)

Ya I get high
You might see me stroll by
In the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye
I'm sick now, I think I'm catching glaucoma
See me on the corner, looking for weed donors

You know how we do it kid
We get that good herb and swerve
Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd
That's my word, wrap sumden (wrap sumden),
Make a nigga clap something,
Get all mad and slap something

Yo grab the towels
Cover the smoke alarms and doors
See I smoke alone,
I need grass like lawn mowers
Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,
And I burn mine,
Don't you ever ever touch mine

Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0
Eyes blowed f*** plenty henny and hydro
F*** a b**** and some clothes, I gotta get rich
Gold platinum and do some shows and get blowed

CHORUS (2x)

All I know, is money
Making h*es and smoking endo
If I wasn't high
I'd probably know a little more,
But since I don't some
Might consider me slow
Don't worry though
I keep the pants sag
Bubble eye hands rag
Eyes glassed smoking
Fill from the hash
Choking after that
But don't the blunt pass
"What we doin' today"
Same sh*t we did last week
Wake up in the morning
And yawn and roll up
Bag up and make some runs and roll up
5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up
Ok made a left so continue to roll up
Don't get me wrong police,
Yo I stop for them,
But guaranteed when they leave
I'll be smoking again
Catch my second wind
And start in on my next bag
The type of nigga smoke
On the way to his rehab

CHORUS (2x)