[Verse 1: Dopedout Lino]
Uhh first off let me roll up a twig
Living life how im suppose to and by that I mean big
Smoking pounds to the head man. if you can't keep up well you can spread then
f**ing b**hes while im doing a head stand
Don't f** with me unless you want your head handed to you
Lame n***as love to run their f**ing trap
But in reality they can't demand it to you
Acting rowdy until I spread a couple bullets through you
And a bunch of fakes love yelling soowoop
Me. I chill inhale the k** beneath every puff there is a guilt
I ride along with pounds on me so if you see me you know what's going on homie
We stay stoning but while time is running im just started rolling
And we keep tokin' but right now im so high I can't keep going
But f** it. let's go . fill up the joint with the dank
Now that im progressing things ain't the same
Putting developed checks to my name
My life I express it with slang
And the b**hes looks they change
But sometimes it's very hard to explain mane
Fill up my cup with the rozay
But for now just smell the aroma of the stank
And drift away ..
Cuss when I come up the ground we won't stand for a time of the day