[Intro: DWA$H]
Man y'all n***as camping man
You n***as ain't really smoking no dope
Quit flexing and all that exercising man
Three dollar bill a** n***as!
[Hook: DWA$H]
Everybody talk that sh**, n***a you don't get high!
Four blunts of the loud, that's it? n***a you don't get fried!
Put a whole three nickel to the face, n***a I don't get tired
Smoke dope all day, all night, Roll up 'til I lose my mind!
b**h I'm gone, That dope got me in it (X4)
[Verse 1: DWA$H]
Whole 'lot of henny in the cup
Whole 'lot of sticky in the blunt
Hoes saying let's move to the back -
Now there's no longer any in the front
One thing about me I'm G I don't need no n***a
Three Gs of the lean plus weed I don't need no liquor
Hundreds all in my bank, purple all in her drink
She got white all on her nose; she on everything that I ain't
b**h I smoke dope, pop out! Smoke more, knock out!
Got my blood brothers with me with the Glock out
b**h I'm working up the trap never clock out
I'm a fly young n***a, four cups deep I can hold my liquor
Can't control my n***as, or say no to my n***as
Roll, I'mma roll up witcha, got four more swishers
Bro turned up game over can't hold that n***a
Ain't even hit midnight and his b**h want to f** already?
Oh lord I figured
Man I love my n***as, Man I love my squad
I don't want to cuff your broad, I wanna f** your broad
Y'all n***as don't get high, Why y'all stunt so hard?
I love my n***as, Man I love my squad
I don't want to cuff your broad, I wanna f** your broad
Y'all n***as don't get high, Why y'all stunt so hard?
[Hook]
[Verse 2: P-Air]
Balling with these bucks like Jennings
Smoke a couple blunts so I'm in it
Young n***a smoking like chimney
b**h a** fat but she skinny
One thing about P, I'm G I don't need no Ho
Got a clique full of shooters -
Guess what? b**h they all gone blow
Got play dough but don't play though
No cape; I don't save hoes
And I change whips like I change clothes
Danny in the cut like Fredo
My watch so gold, I mean so gold -
Should be at the end of that rainbow
And it's sunny out but I'm throwing money
So that b**h gonna need her a raincoat
I throw money!
It ain't sh** to me, I get cake a lot
And the weed so loud when I spark up
I might just wake the block
If the kush that good -
Then I'mma need me a whole f**ing pound of that
And my b**h always end up on X -
Like she don't know the whole f**ing alphabet
I said f** school; Dropped out
Wrote raps; At the top now
Now everybody hating; Clique hot now
Pockets looking beat up; Got knots now
When your b**h wanna f** I tell her not now
Gave the whole squad top, call her co*k-mouth
Try to keep a rubber band on the guap now
But I got bands like Katie so it pop out!
Dope!
[Hook]