[Verse 1 - Break it down, outta the tip to the 'rillo Ain't no Every month, I'ma smoke a (M-J!) G, I keeps it potent that'll keep a buffalo chokin Come and go me, creep off in my Chevy thang Doin 45, somethin steady mayn Headed to my low-key, safe-and-sound Call up the fellas, hit the spot, and pull a out I used to have a secret up in my Range Rover Where I me somethin rolled, I'ma chain smoker No discrimination my nigga, if you But they still ain't to good smoke B.Y.O.B, ya own bud to the pot, or do ya own drugs But then I around and noticed all the folks was gone I known that they would leave when all the smoke was gone
- singing] Man, my is smoked up Man, my is smoked up Man, my weed is up Man, my is smoked up There ain't nobody left left around Nobody around Nobody left Nobody around And I'm runnin bud I'm outta bud I'm runnin bud I'm outta bud I'm runnin bud I gotta go to the sto' Go to the corner Go to the corner Go to the corner
[Verse 2 - Keep a fat bag, know I got that choker Part-time rap nigga, weed smoker Wake up, before I the crust up out my eyes I'm a cigarillo, fiendin for my morning high that sticky down, roll it up, let it dry Strike my lighter, put it to the tip, I Inhale, and let the smoke fill up in my lungs it for a second, blow it out and get numb A drug-addict, I'm a junkie for Marijuana No mid-grade, or no regular, just straight At four-hundred, for a zip, if I'ma touch it See I'ma smoke it if I like it, I got no budget Now mama with me, wanna hit, better it slow Seen it befo', I'ma be this bitch up off the flo' Burn it all the whole bag empty Now err'body gone, ain't nobody but me
[Verse 3 - Mike] I smoke, and I drank Yeah I pop, and I see me on M.L. King Burnin rubber, green Might see me, envisions with some pretty bitches, g Might see me, on T.V., live on with Ball and G Ridin heavy in the Chevy, cruisin a pound of purp' This here is my nigga This is not for work ago, I was broke Couldn't smoke it, couldn't Now I smoke that foreign Now I push them rides in that G-4 Goin to do foreign shows Givin 'em my foreign with them foreign hoes Catch ya man at grams of that kush Purple and Indica Now I'm vinegar Scared as hell my P.O. pull me and make me piss in cups But the man, I'm the man Right now I'm in cash, burnin hash High a sattelite I might get up tomorrow But bitch, I'm gettin tonight
I wanna get I'm gonna get I wanna get I'm get high I get high I'm get high