Qumae Brown - It's Time Lyrics

Lighter, weed, cigars
It's time to get smoking

I be lighting cheffing smoking i hope you know what means
That boy bread stay hi off that green preferably with no seeds
Smoking wit swishers or original g.v's
Garcia Vega a day away I'm floating
On skywalker like Robert jebadiah freeman
Weed seedless 1 man session pass to who? The Qb keep it
I remember days when Breaking down the sticks and seeds
Or smoking doobie blunts without breaking down the doobies
But they were good days, Chilling in the hood days
Hitting up my bros like mane what we gone do today
I'm in the hood today just for a few days
And For what, I rather not say
Just know when I make the call know it's it's rolled and all
And I got more if you wanna roll your own
And I see the signs that red tint in ya eyes
There should be no surprise when I tell you I got my

Lighter, weed, cigars
Its time to get smoking

Wake and bake early in the morning
Rolling Garcia Vegas when I'm yawning
I'm sorry, but Mary Jane just keep calling
She's my Alicia Keys, she got me falling
But she got me levitating at the same time
She kills brain cells but I'm doing fine
She expands my mind like a hot air ballon
That's why we always chilling like a igloo
She so fly that why we both date her
I love licking her up and undressing her papers
We both tag team her until she's nothing
But she comes back like we owe her something
She's better than nothing cuz she relieves stress
It may temporary but everything is
While you straws stop tryna syph my kool-aid
Cuz you got flavor-aid
I'm saying I got my

Lighter, weed, cigars
It's time to get smoking