[Hook]
Chillin' with a blunt
And the cops roll right by
Im'a puff this sh**
'till I get them red eyes
Always thinkin' bout
How to get them dead guys
Into my wallet
Cuz I gotta survive
[Verse 1]
Laughin' around the round table with blunts
Pa** 'em around while sounds are f**in bumped
Snacking with pounds and mounds and bags of runts
The munchies got me and now I'm giving up
Smoking the blunt cuz food is what I want
Dip out the compound and grab Wendy's for lunch
Good neighbor discount total is $9.01
Give 'em ten bucks and the f**in change is so much
I roll back heading upstairs to the mansion
I overhear all the homies playing Smash Bros
I go up grab the sticks to bash those
Strangers and other homies that I know
When I play, I got the sk**s its not close
Well I thought I did but I lost
Upset, threw the sticks down and got so
Mad I went to the balcony for a bong toke
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Little G]
H - O uno T, hot is what I claim to be
I handle business so the business doesn't handle me
Money is the root of how we parked this car with all this weed
So f** you and your property cus smokin' is my first belief
J - U - L - Y , I got a piece of mind
The finer things in life have simply no words that can be described
As long as I'm alive I will desire to get higher
And this fire that keeps burning will pour out my soul and through my eyes
A Couple shots and five hits until the ignorance was bliss
Yo Dennis, hold my beer, off the balcony I pissed
No cameras-no lights, no drama-no fights
It was, hallucinogens that would change up the nights
Pretty colors and lights and music crackin' and blastin'
'till everyone inside my mansion was happy laughin'
This life gave me lemons I took em and made 'em happen
I cut 'em up and squeezed 'em into yummy liquid pa**ion!
[Hook]