Из альбома: Urban Farmer
[Intro]
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear x4
[Verse]
Aha
Roll them windows down and let em know the shit
That I’m smoking is not around
I’m not high signing for melt bubble make the jay burn slower
Two week flush I’ma push weed grower
And white asses, white asses
And that’s right I brought the right package
Room look like NASA , hundred grand set up
More than 99 yeah I had to get my bread up
Relieve I jeans and my fresh gold zipper
Brand new ink yeah I just got hit up
Khalifa kush yeah just got lead up
A hundred pack the cookie and the train up
Burbin about big money since I first sold my first bag
And I’m on raw papers I don’t want no zag
I’ma snob when it comes to my smoke
’Cause I’m flush weed I aint’ give for your dough
Now roll son
[Hook]
I roll a quarter pound and I won’t share
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
She says too smokey and there’s no air
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
I spend a hundred thou' like I don’t care
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
I pull up with a joint behind both ears
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
[Verse]
I roll the windows down and pull up
Smelling like a pound and crazy loud
I told her that the brand new truck will make me proud
And let the money palm smoking good I’m out of town
She says too smoky in the whip she’s chocking
Well you don’t get high unless you cough when you smoking
I double up my dosis, bottle this mimosis
House by the bitch and wake up the smell the ocean
I’ma OG weed growing king what you’re rolling
’Cause you ain’t got shit of when I’m holding
I let the yellow hash melt on her hot skiller
And brought the twenty pack with me
When I came to visit I’ma get it now
Hold it in when is time to hit it,
’Cause that’s the kay kay not midget it that you’re twisting
I tell em take the listen I’m nice in the kitchen
Wash the ice glisten is the life that I’m living
Now roll son
[Hook]
I roll a quarter pound and I won’t share
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
She says too smokey and there’s no air
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
I spend a hundred thou' like I don’t care
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear
I pull up with a joint behind both ears
Roll the windows down let the smoke clear