What is you saying, my money I'm off the plane, I'm rolling a plan Go as you plan, let's stick to the plan The weed is so that it stick to my hand It come from the land, I I'm the man Bought a few packs, I a few in I don't understand, I know you pan I smoke till it's gone, I it again
It ain't nothing to get zip off It ain't to get that zip off
I was trees at the party actin narly I got hundred pounds of talking shorty, what you need Kush be so strong, get it once, it's hard to Have you coughing up a lung, so much you tryna leave up a nigga phone, what I tell your ass Talking about that pack, I ain't tryna your ass Goddamn, Rollie on my wrist, in my fist Sipping on the crisp, definitely going to jail if I a piss It ain't to get that tip off Arm out the window, it ain't to get that clip off It ain't to knock your clique off Put it in her mouth, I she try to suck my dick off
It ain't nothing to get zip off It ain't to get that zip off 28 grams in a It nothing to get that zip off
Got one rolled up, you roll one, too Let's get up, girl, you know how we do What time, what place, gin, no chase First time all up, next time, us hit the bong, get this smoke, it's bad Say you smoking strong but it's wrong, been smoking trash It in my lungs if it ain't that pressure First in the morning grab my drink from off the dresser my OG in a jar 'cause I like it fresh Said hit the weed, he ain't ready yet flexing on these children like I'm Willie Nelson Your discretion to drugs, I got a big selection
It nothing to get that zip off It nothing to get that zip off 28 in a Ziploc It ain't to get that zip off