Sdot Pdot - Grams And Grands lyrics

[Hook: Sdot Pdot and Holly G.] [Sdot Pdot] I'm just smoking grams Counting grands [Holly G.] Stacking hella bands To the ceiling fan [Sdot Pdot] Smoke [4x] [Holly G.] Stack, Stack [4x] [Verse 1: Holly G and Sdot Pdot] [Holly G.] What's on the agenda today sh** Get high and then cash out Got a couple grams I'm rollin dope Getting high as f** Til' I'm pa**ing out Stoner Nation Chasin Paper Im Living life good ho Y'all f**in haters Don't even faze me Live my life Wish you could ho [Sdot Pdot] Bad b**h And she Rollin Bad b**h And she stolen That's Yo b**h My bad dog This my new b**h For the moment We toasted High as f** like we floating We toasting To a lot of bread Some more sh**'d [Holly G.] b**h I'm gone Grind til' I shine And I'm gon smoke and get High Yo sh** don't smoke If you don't choke Hell nah that ain't that fye This ain't no joke I got k** I'm gon smoke till I die Get these bands up Til' they stand up Band status on high [Sdot Pdot] Stacking all these commas Got me in designers Smoking til' it thunder This that sh** no plunger I do this you a poser Smoke it til' it's over Counting bankrolls Til my eye closed And I'm in a kush comma [Hook: Sdot Pdot and Holly G] [Sdot Pdot] I'm just smoking grams Counting grands [Holly G.] Stacking hella bands To the ceiling fan [Sdot Pdot] Smoke [4x] [Holly G.] Stack, Stack [4x] [Verse 2: Sdot Pdot and Holly G.] [Sdot Pdot] I'm just smoking grams Counting grands Blow kush and money Like a ceiling fan Up In VIP They know who I am I'm the one rolling up dope doing the money dance [Holly G.] Until they realize That these red eyes Are not from cries I'm just high And as I visualize Of my space and time I puff until I reach sky I'm Cooling up in those clouds And won't be coming down Until night Another white owl Packed with kush So i'll be ready for The next flight [Sdot Pdot] All this f**ing weed No sticks no seeds Got that loud pack And it's on me You ain't real n***a you phony You ain't smoking gas you on E You ain't eating kid you look hungry You ain't got that bag You broke man Yo pockets look lonely [Holly G.] Roll up Hold up Where the f** these n***as come from They showed up For the smoke up These n***as some true bums k**ing me b**h good luck You ain't k**ing beats You n***as s** I'm on top And you b**hes are not Smoking that Reggie Thats why u can't keep up [Hook: Sdot Pdot and Holly G]