Yo, You gots the Naw, I got the joint! Yo, got the joint? We all got the joint!
We all on point! We all on point!
Yo, You gots the Naw, I got the Joint!
Where when it fell out your ear, I'ma look behind the finding all kinds of shit, pins, erasers, crumbled up pieces of paper, Broken pagers and a half of grits,
'cause I slipped on my floor up the stairs, still be camouflaged hidin' in my hair, Behind my ear in the back, but it ain't, I know because I checked, I'm searchin' for the dank,
You probably threw it out with your old of cigarettes, Look in the trashcan as high as you get, Sometimes you forget smokin' one to hits, to look in my Caddy down the walkway bricks,
I out the screen door mac light in hand, Searchin' down the leadin' to my van, I hit the alarm and the door slides, I from front to back and side to side,
I let the Alpine play, got the six disc changer, read out display, Called my boy Dave who paid to skate, Bling, (ring), hello, I it fell by your gate,
it's not in my van so I checked my jeep Limited edition 4x4 with leather Looked in the and only found a roach I was so fuckin' high I forgot we had smoked...
Yo, You gots the Naw, I got the joint! Yo, Who's got the We all got the joint!
We all on point! We all on point!
Yo, You the Joint? Naw, I got the Joint!
I got the Joint! But you gonna smoke it! Come around get cloudy, like hocus pocus, klick tokas, royalty smokers, Come around it disappears hocus pocus!!
I'm gettin' amped up in different of mind, I hit a for a track as I prepare my rhyme, Sometimes I'm real high I don't lie, at all these phony people tryin' to make supply, Yeah you sly in your suits, Ya sellouts get the outta here, bail out, I sag my jeans hemp and ??, I got a 85 caddy, a fuck about the billboard, You live at with your three car garage, Ferrari, BM, and Lamborgini coutures, I hard blow large keep you guessin', Up in the treehouse a bird, nestin', you'll be amazed how I'm steppin', It's a blessin' over my ground, Eyes like a owl rotates around, 360 degrees in a
Yo, You gots the Naw, I got the joint! Yo, got the joint? We all got the joint!
We all on point! We all on point!
Yo, You the Joint? Naw, I got the Joint!
Yo I got the and it's rolled with precision, Precisely sliced in the surgical incisions, It's religion, my blunt rollin' routine, a process and yet it comes guaranteed, By me (by who?), Johnny Richter, If your late on the rent, they me Johnny the evictor, To with my money is to play with my emotions, tokens in Vegas, your ass is cash,
I got dank as it lingers out the chamber, Mind blowin' smoke taste, Jack have you lost seeing stars in space, Laced up to the moon, then Neptune, The Earth is greenest bong loads at Venus The of Saturn gettin' lost in space, Homebase it the place we the most weed, I gots the joint is the ass...
Yo, You the joint? Naw, I got the joint! Yo, got the joint? We all got the joint!
We all on point! We all on point!
Yo, You the Joint? Naw, I got the Joint!
Just a playa with the big hair confide, Still bumpin' getting high, red eyed, full of bitches inside, 1605 the homies reside We fly first class no ice on the wrist, Rockin' vertebrae and wallet chains on their hips, jeans, DC's pocket full of weed, I got what you tell me what you need, And I'll to bust out the pounds and break em down, Got BC, Cali and Chi-Town, With the up north south or the inbetween, Red, purple, orange, or the green,
I got the Joint! But you gonna smoke it! Come get cloudy, disappeared like hocus pocus, King tokas, royalty smokers, Come around it like hocus pocus!!
Yo that peepin' in my window, Hope not a po po 'cause then they gonna see my crops,
I got the Joint! But you ain't gonna it! Come around get cloudy, disappeared like pocus, klick tokas, royalty smokers, Come around it like hocus pocus!!
wall hydroponic system, Stealthy position couple thousand watts,
I got the Joint! But you ain't smoke it! Come around get cloudy, disappeared like pocus, King klick tokas, smokers, Come it disappears like hocus pocus!!