Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Come here little baby wanna talk to ya for real
Hunna on the plate so do I take the twisted deal
I've been feeling stressed out and every night I'm just tense
Put my guard down cause I'm not on defence, anymore
And yeh that's right I bring it to them raw
On the bedroom floor now up against the door
I treat you right, I know there's nights when we fight all alone
But when I'm rolling up a cone guess who's on the phone
Reality is here so we living for the day
Wanting to escape while we pray our sins away
Did we even have a plan or was it just our tied hands
Are Aliens real and what about the ghosts?
Yo I'm so f*cking high!
But let me blaze a blunt so we survive through the night
Make sure to inhale if you wanting to prevail
And that weed smoke will make ya float as ya take a toke
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
From birth I've been kicking thank god I'm still living
Hope to never see the cold walls of prison
As i represent the county that came from
Still gotta pack a punch in cause some dumb motherf*ckers wanna play punks
I wanna live life freely for real G
Until the jealousy goes n kills me
Never losing hope
It seems everybody wants the smoke
When ya try n test them they're just jokes
I'm getting snaps from this bitch (woo) I guess she wants some dick
Time to hit it then quit it cause I'm not on long term shit
Rolling at speed just give me them G's
Cause I need to buy an ounce of blue cheese
Or lambs bread shit... it's going straight to my head think it's time to switch to the drink instead
Now I'm on my phone (huh) cause hoes wanna bone
Gimme 10 minutes and I'll be there then I'm gone trust me...
When ya rollin, don't pack it too tight
We be smoking all through the f*cking night
When ya rollin, don't pack it too tight
We be smoking all through the f*cking night
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Ay whether you're hitting a joint
Whether you're hitting a blunt
Whether you're having a bong hit
Whether you're having a pipe hit
If you're smoking that sticky icky
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Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Come here little baby wanna talk to ya for real
Hunna on the plate so do I take the twisted deal
I've been feeling stressed out and every night I'm just tense
Put my guard down cause I'm not on defence, anymore
And yeh that's right I bring it to them raw
On the bedroom floor now up against the door
I treat you right, I know there's nights when we fight all alone
But when I'm rolling up a cone guess who's on the phone
Reality is here so we living for the day
Wanting to escape while we pray our sins away
Did we even have a plan or was it just our tied hands
Are Aliens real and what about the ghosts?
Yo I'm so f*cking high!
But let me blaze a blunt so we survive through the night
Make sure to inhale if you wanting to prevail
And that weed smoke will make ya float as ya take a toke
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
From birth I've been kicking thank god I'm still living
Hope to never see the cold walls of prison
As i represent the county that came from
Still gotta pack a punch in cause some dumb motherf*ckers wanna play punks
I wanna live life freely for real G
Until the jealousy goes n kills me
Never losing hope
It seems everybody wants the smoke
When ya try n test them they're just jokes
I'm getting snaps from this bitch (woo) I guess she wants some dick
Time to hit it then quit it cause I'm not on long term shit
Rolling at speed just give me them G's
Cause I need to buy an ounce of blue cheese
Or lambs bread shit... it's going straight to my head think it's time to switch to the drink instead
Now I'm on my phone (huh) cause hoes wanna bone
Gimme 10 minutes and I'll be there then I'm gone trust me...
When ya rollin, don't pack it too tight
We be smoking all through the f*cking night
When ya rollin, don't pack it too tight
We be smoking all through the f*cking night
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Ay whether you're hitting a joint
Whether you're hitting a blunt
Whether you're having a bong hit
Whether you're having a pipe hit
If you're smoking that sticky icky
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Come here little baby wanna talk to ya for real
Hunna on the plate so do I take the twisted deal
I've been feeling stressed out and every night I'm just tense
Put my guard down cause I'm not on defence, anymore
And yeh that's right I bring it to them raw
On the bedroom floor now up against the door
I treat you right, I know there's nights when we fight all alone
But when I'm rolling up a cone guess who's on the phone
Reality is here so we living for the day
Wanting to escape while we pray our sins away
Did we even have a plan or was it just our tied hands
Are Aliens real and what about the ghosts?
Yo I'm so f*cking high!
But let me blaze a blunt so we survive through the night
Make sure to inhale if you wanting to prevail
And that weed smoke will make ya float as ya take a toke
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
From birth I've been kicking thank god I'm still living
Hope to never see the cold walls of prison
As i represent the county that came from
Still gotta pack a punch in cause some dumb motherf*ckers wanna play punks
I wanna live life freely for real G
Until the jealousy goes n kills me
Never losing hope
It seems everybody wants the smoke
When ya try n test them they're just jokes
I'm getting snaps from this bitch (woo) I guess she wants some dick
Time to hit it then quit it cause I'm not on long term shit
Rolling at speed just give me them G's
Cause I need to buy an ounce of blue cheese
Or lambs bread shit... it's going straight to my head think it's time to switch to the drink instead
Now I'm on my phone (huh) cause hoes wanna bone
Gimme 10 minutes and I'll be there then I'm gone trust me...
When ya rollin, don't pack it too tight
We be smoking all through the f*cking night
When ya rollin, don't pack it too tight
We be smoking all through the f*cking night
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your joints in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your hands in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Just raise your blunts in the air like you motherf*cking just don't care
Ay whether you're hitting a joint
Whether you're hitting a blunt
Whether you're having a bong hit
Whether you're having a pipe hit
If you're smoking that sticky icky
Writer: Reece Bird
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid