[Hook: x2]
Hold the gats, my nigga
Feel away with that grass
Roll it tight, wide it up
Puff, puff fast
How many my niggas wanna smoke out?
How many my niggas wanna smoke out?
How many my niggas wanna smoke out?
How many my niggas wanna smoke out?
[Verse]
Gasoline in the jaw, one hit will squash yo car
One pound you'll start to waltz
Melee through the studio door
This whole hotel, one floor
Till tomorrow planes we bought
Destination - paper makin'
Situation - get yo bars, fat quotations
My heart on the beat in for green
Money and weed my alchemy-no
That motor makin' a scene
I wadn't even tryna be seen
I was just tryna slide off the scene
With a bitch so bad she just mean
With big ol' ass in that glass house
I threw that bitch on them Ds
[Hook: x2]
