First Verse: They calling me a legend When I'm barely in the game And I'm preaching like a reverend So I'm sparing you some change If you barely attained the status that you fill Than call the cemetery cous' theres a track I'm about to k** And I'm feeling all irregular Cous my flow is so ill And it spreads like virus In the middle of fields All rappers gonna perish When my tomb is unsealed And I woke up like a pharaoh With all these gold bills And you know i stay shining So i gotta get them grills And papers ain't enough So i gotta get them blunts If it still ain't enough Than we gone find a way To go and turn up on this chill Saturday Chorus: 2X I rolled up the good Henny in my cup Hold up the woods Cous i haven't smoked enough Second Verse: Yea I gotta get some cookies and og with the kush And I called the homie Ramo And told him was good Said its popping off tonight Get a bottle with some sprite And we rolled up the good So can I get a light With a buzzed out feeling Yea I'm bouta catch a flight And we fly out to LA Cous I gotta make a change And these mothaf**as Feeling what I got up in my brain With crazy ideas just sprouting out about And I'm sitting in mountains Thinking bout my future house You would think that I am flying When I'm blowing all these clouds Yea turn the down music Cous the reefer getting loud And these teachers always asked me What I'm dreaming all about Said imma be famous With a mansion as my house With a bunch bad b**hes Wearing panties and a blouse You can tell the way I speak I got pa**ion in my mouth But I ain't even trippen Cous her a** hanging out And we invite em to my crib To show em what I'm about And if we throwing us a party Than you know its going down And if ain't going down Than we gone find a way To go and turn up on this chill saturday Chorus: 2X I rolled up the good Henny in my cup Hold up the woods Cous i haven't smoked enough