Pull up in 2 seaters
Bad yellow bone rolling fingers
I like that sativa
Get high f*ck on mamacitas
Speakers thumping in the Bimmer
Backwoods steaming up the feeder
O-Double P From the feet up
FlüR shit fly sumn like an eagle
Damn its a shame
Always got smoke on my brain
Vvs diamonds
Rose gold on my fangs
Me and knervous like pinky and brain
I remain still loco in the brain
I roll em up like no other, insane
Seven gram wood to celebrate
Damn I ain't mean to smash yo date
Or have all this damn FlüR in yo face
Huh I'm gassin (Gassin)
Roll it then I pass it (Pass it)
Crack my window so they can smell the pack in traffic
(Traffic)
Huh I'm gassing (Gassin)
Roll it then I pass it (Pass it)
Crack my window so they can smell the pack in traffic (Yeah)
Pull up make yo block hot like picante
F*ck on main pieces girlfriends fiance's
Take her then she ain't mine that's what I say
I care less if she look like Beyonce
Attitude can turn ya to a five
Ya dropped the dime and wasting all my time
You on the Instagram popping pills
I'm tryna make a mil and stay on my grind
Backwoods they look like fruit roll ups
(Huh)
Celebrate tonight we po' up
(Huh)
Zinfandel so I don't throw up
(Huh)
Believe the kid done got his flow up
(Yeah)
Call up Meech to get yo dough up
(Huh)
Bet yo sister get this bag
(Bag)
This a Bimmer not a jag
(Jag)
Twin turbo do the dash
(Yea)
Huh I'm gassin (Gassin)
Roll it then I pass it (Pass it)
Crack my window so they can smell the pack in traffic
(Traffic)
Huh I'm gassing (Gassin)
Roll it then I pass it (Pass it)
Crack my window so they can smell the pack in traffic (Yeah)