Strap Da Fool - Burn One lyrics

[Intro: Quez] Everybody put your lighters up It's the smokers anthem, yee [Hook: Quez] Burn one, burn one, burn one I burn one, burn one, burn one Come on, burn one, burn one, burn one Chyeah, put your lighters up Burn one, burn one, burn one, burn one Burn one, burn one Burn one, burn one, burn one [Verse 1: Quez] Who you know smoke a whole bag everyday? Who you know plug with the bags in the bay? OD on the cookie, finna goddamn faint Double cup, yeah I got a goddamn pint I say it's cheaper to keep her, but I can't live without reefer Lighters up one time, cause you know the procedure Smoke one, smoke one If you a stoner can you roll one? [Interlude: Berner] Atlanta, Georgia what's up? I brought a little California weed to smoke Oh, and, welcome home, El Chapo Guzman [Verse 2: Berner] Taste so good I can't pa** it When I die smoke my ashes Who you know touch down to a package A fake name with that burned out address We live life like who can live the fastest I'm ridin' with a throw away Try smoke away the pain but it never go away Gelato with the Y, tell me why I'm still holdin' weight Stashspot got a crazy bag Snowman wax, here take a dab Leave the stash house with 80 grand Smoke so good Jamaica have me name their plant This here is that wave Lighters up if you came to get paid Now smoke some if you blaze Young kingpin in the weed game, burn one [Hook] [Verse 3: Quez] I'm smokin' Skittles in the studio Heh, Berner I don't think they hear me though They might rap it but we live it tho Look how we smoke another O Roll another LO, baby get blazed In the hotel, got me going both ways If you got good put that sh** in rotation That some real stoner, damn near smokin' all day You ain't gotta share car, got my own seat Ooo we in the zone, smokin' back to back to back Smokin' [?] it don't matter where we at Lighters up, all my stoners, where you at? [Verse 4: Berner] I be in my own world While I float on the highway and smoke with your girl 100 dollar bills plus the smoke still fresh And this lemon tree shatter feel crazy in my chest I'm kinda lazy but I'm cool tho This cookie here turn blue yo Man, I'mma need a pack zen I used to hustle in the rain and pay the rent, now I'm presedential Rolex, ridin' in the Benz, 20 b**hes on my dick And I'm f**in' all their friends, can we smoke some? This exotic sh** taste great Fire up, can we pour another 8, mmm? [Verse 5: Strap] Fire weed got my eyes red All eyes on me, that's what Pac said All that fake a** frontin', you need to stop that Try to smoke with me, you f** around and drop that Lemon tree got the room smokin' Sippin' on something, make me move slowly Yeah, got a pocket full of Percocets On stage, try'na see which girl can twerk the best Wow wow, oh yeah, she do it Got a zip of cookies, we runnin' through it Got a zip of Sherb and we runnin' through it You just gotta pull up, shawty we can burn one [Hook] [Outro: Berner] Yeah, I'm in my motherf**in' zone while I'm ridin alone I'm about to burn one, yeah Where all my money getters at tho? Atlanta to the dirty bay, this that bay sh** I see a sh**