[Intro: XV] You see I cop a zip on Monday Ain't scared to spend that money Am through with it by Sunday So you know I gotta load up that bowl I love smoking that bowl, oh [Hook: XV] You see I cop a zip on Monday Ain't scared to spend that money Am through with it by Sunday So you know I gotta load up that bowl I love smoking that bowl, oh I smoke joints Tuesday through Friday Friday that's my high day So Saturday through Sunday Running low I gotta load up that bowl I love smoking that bowl, oh [Verse 1: XV] I said I love loading that bowl I love smoking that bowl I love waking up love baking up blaze it up and get gone I love when my girl smoke cause she can break up and have me one rolled But I be running late and my stash be running low So I give that b**h a name cause that's my name when I feel low My wifey call it my high, but I just call it my zone My moms call it illegal, my n***as call it cologne See I can share it with others, but f** that I hit it alone And I get it when I need it just to get well And I don't got time for a quick L Cause I'm dealing with these demons cause I smoke with my fans And I'm damned cause I let 'em all inhale And I be too blunt for them new blunts And I used to roll joints with my old joints Who wanna see my but it's like E.T. without the ending that's no point Think about that [Verse 2: Freddy High] Gotta love a nice J Nice and tightly rolled My n***as f** with them Ls, but something 'bout that bowl Time to load one up even if you have one rolled The hotel can smell that zip but can't nobody tell me no So Vegas here we go, the whole team fo' sho' It's fight day the rhino L7 they should know Now we enjoying life, while she enjoying that bowl And her energy is kin to me and her a** is out of control f** a dutch pack it up in a bowl real tight inhale smoke then let one go Now we up in the sky plane view still high came through like I been here before Just let me know in a way we go to a place that no one could go Cause my flow still go inhale exhale anytime you smoking that bowl [Verse 3: Sez Batters] You know I love that bowl Waking up to that bowl Old general in my cereal My bowl is next to my bowl My lady sees my bowl and he say KFB and she know I never love no tricks, unless they in my bowl My n***as pitch that smack, I don't f** with that though Got Frosted Flakes and they grape pour 'em in and get gone My girl brings my kicks down they cool greys if you know Put 'em on my feet those loose b**hes is cold You know I love my Wheaties cause my neck is on Lucky Charms on my wrist and my crunch is cinnamon toast Candy Chex is so sweet, then puffing on the cocoa Honey grab me a gram, and load it up in my bowl!