Right
Ayy, what my homie, Mike P, say?
Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I'mma light one up
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime
Yeah, tryna get fucked up (Aye, all my smokers, ayy, light something up)
Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive
Uh, I'm to the grave with this
I learned how to roll a joint before I shaved and shit (Shit, yeah)
In seventh grade and shit
I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze and shit
Bad as fuck, I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front
My dad had found it in a month
He kicked me out, he had enough so I got up
I'm in the kitchen, baking pizza with a crust
For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs, yeah
Spaceships see me when I'm up, yeah
I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah
I'm in a party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah
I'm rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah (Yeah)
I'm in quarantine, but the weed man pulls up here
I got a hundred packs of backwoods
I can spend the next four months here
I spent 10K cash, I might cough up both lungs here
Filled up on gas and got high, but no stunts here
Mask on when I'm outside, drive fast, don't waste time
Ass on my face time, strap on my waistline
Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt, hold it up, no Kreayshawn
Give a fuck about these cops, put my hood on like Trayvon
All that I know is a W over my clan, I feel like Raekwon
Only time I get an L is when I be throwin' one up for the gang sign
I been a king with the bars but now I can play the guitar and the bassline
I heard them saying they doing it first, I'm doing this shit for the eighth time
I used to want a pool, now I'm waking up and I got one in the backyard
I break a lotta rules, so you know I be drivin' the whip like a NASCAR
Never went Hollywood, got a house in the hills, I still smack y'all
Never say no to the blunt, I smoke it 'til it's all the way down to the ash, y'all
I just lit a spliff blew it in a cop's face
I just hit a switch so they couldn't see the plates
Pull up to the crib, drove past four gates (Yeah)
Gave her half my dick, that was all that she could take, ay
Used both hands like she tryna say grace (Ay)
Said amen, then I blessed her face (Amen)
I don't order by the bag, I order by the crate
I'mma smoke until the suns blocked, I don't use drapes
I was really on Cleveland selling raps on tapes
I had a couple of people with me that I watch turn fake (Yeah)
I still keep gorillas with me, I ain't talking 'bout Bape
I'm a wizard with the potions, I ain't talking 'bout Snape, ay
I put a bag in my carryon luggage I walk through the airport I'm holding the shit
Somebody else put their coke in their ass and they walking through like they holdin' their shit
My boy just snuck through the metal detector and he got a pole like he ready to fish
Whenever I get a Grammy, I'm poppin' the top and I'm pouring a four in the whip
Holy shit, I'm so high, I just high fived this holiness, damn
Every shot I take, I make, it's like I'm Kobe's wrist (Whoo!)
This how I feel after a decade of me makin' hits
So if my name ain't on that bitch, you shouldn't make a list
Roll the windows up when I get inside the car (I mean)
Roll the windows down when I open up the jar (See)
I'mma call the mayor, if they tryna press a charge
I'mma mob boss, I be pullin' strings like my guitar, yeah (Yeah)
Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I'mma light one up
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime
Yeah, tryna get fucked up, (Get fucked up, ayy) ayy
Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive
