Smino - 1993 lyrics

[Buddy:] Ayy These motherfu*kers, man, yo (Elite, Elite, Elite) Check it Yo, check it out, ayy Since 1993 I've been smoking weed, ask about me ni**as know not to, oh, wait, ni**as know not to, oh, fu*k, ayy [Smino:] Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up Uh, I'm drunk at a party, ain't put down my cup The fu*k is my water? I pick this sh*t up Then drank all the water and threw this sh*t up It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh I push pack like USPS, you is a b*tch [Buddy:] Ayy, yo, yo, shut the fu*k, ayy Don't even rap, ni**a, you Ayy, hold on Hold the fu*k up, ni**a [Cozz:] Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight Drunken partying, slobbering, 'nother sloppy night Always fight with my mama, but look, on my leave night I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma score you Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (Sorry) I'm just tryna fu*k a couple girls and go Can't do that while I'm on the phone I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfu*ker [Buddy:] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on, ni**a Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke, ni**a? (Oh-oh-oh-oh) [Smino:] Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up [Doctur Dot:] Yeah Sittin' sideways, side steppin' side b*tches Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business You're slurring, my baby, you're surfing, no turfing My girl drippin', dirty whispers in my ear I don't mumble ABC your way up out the convo Lookin' for s*uts, oh? Oh, I know a couple [Buddy:] Bro, bro, bro, bro Ayy, bro, bro, bro, bro Ayy, ni**a, come on, like ni**a, stop rapping, start passing (Oh-oh-oh-oh) Like can I? My ni**a [Smino:] Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up (Bro, bro) Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fu*ked up Roll up [JID:] Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed The stress so strong it got me weak I'm so on, it threw me off (Yeah) I'm throwed off, yes indeed I threw up after my threesome On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do She wanna come to my crib and give me a genital smooch Typical, typical, get the piccolo, skididdle, skedaddle I sling peen like Colossal That mean king save the queen from the castle I grab the saddle Prisoner to prescription, it's changed, jackal, Jack Daniels Shawty tryna tell me [Buddy:] Motherfu*ker, ayy, didn't I say? ni**a, ayy We can't rap, ni**a, we smoking weed Stop rappin', ni**a, this is not a rap session We gettin' high [J. Cole:] If I smoke a blunt right now I'ma be on 285 with my pants pulled down Around my ankles Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke You ni**as don't want smoke No guts like that Swisher we just smoked We cutthroat, ni**as... [Buddy:] Hold, hold on, hold on Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, wait Shh, shh, shh Wait, wait, wait, okay Watson, Watson, stop 'Cause this ni**a J. Cole, he done grew some dreads He think he smoke now Pass the blunt, ni**a, stop rappin' That's the end of the song, ni**a This the end of the session, we goin' home I just called my Lyft I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean Let me try one more time