Guru Swaggu - Vintage Lyrics

I be on that vintage shit , pimpin shit
Got me on some different shit
Rollin all this piff an shit
Got this weed don't need no bitch
Stack this bread until I'm rich
You kno the f*ckin biss
Hatin shit irrelevant
If that shit ain't evident
Look up in the sky it's a bird it's a plane
It's a nigga flyin of this propane
That f*ckin Mary Jane
Yes indeed quality over quantity
Best believe y'all can't f*ck wit me when I'm off these trees
Yea I solar see good weed is what I need
I be gettin so high that I can't feel my feet
A blunt a kush and a blunt a og
All this weed got me where I wanna be
Now it's back to the basics
Twist the joints and I taste it
It's amazing how we rollin all these blunts and then we face it
Quarantine
Rona what you mean
A nigga already low key this ain't a thing
Jars a Magic
Big bags of gasses
Plus a nigga essential checks still a habit
Nahh I ain't bragging , shits all a blessing
This is my confession but please don't get to testin'
This some playa shit , playa shit
Light one up and take a hit
We don't f*ck with lame niggas
We don't f*ck with lame chicks
No we don't f*ck with new niggas keep it movin pimpin
You walkin' with a limp in
Jus peep game a sec and listen
It's the Guru
Swaggu
Who's who , You knew
Pulled up , came thru
With that glue glue
(That's that gorilla glue)
But back to that mood
To that groove
Like what you wanna do
I pulled up to Colorado had to roll me up a few
I said Trell
You miteaswell
Roll up that hell
I'm bout to put that fire that smell
Boy we fried as hell
If you couldn't tell
But the flow is butter water somethin like a well
Wavy like sea shells
Never tell a tale
If you ever fail better get back up prevail