[ Featuring Jadan Mares, Compa Cito ]
Aye I need some green
F*cking pull up in about twenty minutes
We can go ahead and roll one
F*cking smoke one, toke one
Take some f*cking fat ass dabs
Who gives a f*ck
Just f*cking have fun
F*ck it
We roll up the weed
We smoke to go bring the peace
And your girl talking to me
Because I got that good green
So I'll go pack some Louis
To toke a cone of a king
We huffin on chronic keif
We puffin exotic green
I mean like
Just met with the P-L-U-G
Now we puffing on exotic
Know I feel like I'm skywalker
G-M-O that be the chronic
Know its all about the process
That's why we smoke on the rosin
How it grow its hydroponics
How I know it taste real fruity patooti
And truthfully like the movies
It takes you to the moon you see
So we gon' roll up a doobie indubidably
I'm packing this shit
A cone with a tip
Put wax in the bitch
And keif just a bit
And pass take a hit
'Cause we be smoking and toking
Like eighty eighth bags been open
The loudness cause a camotion
Blueberry kush in a bottle
That's what we call a peace potion
Black Cherry Soda, Gelato
It taste so good when you cross 'em
That's what we call exotic smoke bitch
We roll up the weed
We smoke to go bring the peace
And your girl talking to me
Because I got that good green
So I'll go pack some Louis
To toke a cone of a king
We huffin on chronic keif
We puffin exotic green (let's get her done)
I mean like (buddy boy)
I'm a chronic king, chronic feen
Can you pass me chronic please
Chronic stinking like some feet
Pack that shit like it's some heat
Smoke go circles on repeat
Always coming back to me
Feel the smoke up in my cheeks
Always smoke before I breathe
All, I do is the smoke
Oh yes all,
All I do is the smoke
All I do is the toke (I do is toke)
I'll f*cking smoke till I'm broke
To keep my tired ass woke
Then pass it to the grown folk
They have me roll up some more
They burn it then hit the floor
Now I got left with some more
And I'ma mix it with yours
And I'ma mix it with yours
Before I go hit the door
We better burn up one more
We roll up the weed
We smoke to go bring the peace
And your girl talking to me
Because I got that good green
So I'll go pack some Louis
To toke a cone of a king
We huffin on chronic keif
We puffin exotic green
I mean like
A-A-All we smoke es Verde
But my favorite es morado
Yeah my eyes low
'Cause you know that I'm tumbado
Peanut butter cookies
Ice cream with gelato
I'm like the paletero
I got all of this mercado
Don't ask me if it's gas
You already know it's a yes
So take a fat a toke
Make sure you get you're lungs blessed
You can have a taste but
You'll end up wanting the rest
And when we done with that
We finna spark up with the next
Say the word you know we always got trees
We leaving stank trails everywhere we be
So if I fall asleep just blame it on this green
So if I fall asleep just ZzzZzz
