We don't allow blunts in the cut Tell the valet to pull up my truck Higher than a mug, ain't nothin' what up but us Ain't nothin' what up but us We don't allow blunts in the cut, yeah Peel off like a New Era sticker Out that b**h like a newborn my n***a Can't get tangled in the web of broad weave Homie you weak, that's not G Holding hands with your b**h When the money come you can't reach So when it's money talk you can't speak Who you been with jive a** I'm Hollywood multitasking, rapping and acting You just acting like you rappin' Acting like you trappin', you trap champ what happened I'm high in a psychedelic tree smilin' Cheshire Cat'n, Galapagos Island Turtle shell hashing Spillin', smoking good with a bad one J.E.T.S. n***a playin' dirty with the fair ones The Brazilian thick leg wavy hair ones Been on cloud nine since square one, yeah [Hook: Curren$y] Ain't nothing what up but us Paper Planes man, we don't allow blunts in the cut Tell the valet to pull up my truck Ain't nothing what up but us Ain't nothing what up but us We don't allow blunts in the cuts Anytime you see me I'm lo'd up Roll up, light something, than I smoke up I be steamin', I don't pa** really n***a be higher than giraffe p**y That ain't Dour that's a gaffe, rookie This is Cali not Canadian These type of buds change whatever mind frame you in I be so thrown off, what's in them papers got me popped You think I'm sleepin' but I'm not Was gonna say somethin', but I forgot I roll up for breakfast I be on my J.E.T.S. sh** Me and Spitta smoke a zone it don't be nothin' left it's George kush I'm on that bomb sh** Hopin' the bag sh** smell like armpits Doesn't matter whose blunts be the longest When I smoke be potent, hope your lungs is the strongest My pot heads what up, what up Spark up n***a, ain't nothing up but us