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What's up with that roll up Smokin' dope don't overdose, no this is not that coca Came up from Corollas need a lookout as we scroll up Hotbox in the ghost we bendin' corners we done blown up Askin me to smoke now, crumble up our own stuff Keep the pack with me I got my weed Yeah, I'm a stoner OG with the cookie bud we mixin' dank aromas Steppin' herbal stunt you smell the reefer in my clothin' Shit that I be glowin, it's super fuckin' potent Shit, far far far away I'm with the green I'm like Fiona Never cuff a chick but me and Jane we at the altar Everybody know me and they never seen me sober Nigga what the fuck, you mean you ain't got no dope bruh I was on the hunt to get my pack like I was Balto Where you at like Waldo in this time to pay for drugs though Packs in the back I don't need no match But that kush go in that fronto Spliff blow like Rapunzel I'm not yo fuckin' son though Won't you smoke on somethin' son Nigga, why you never roll up Light up everywhere my nigga Letras de cancionesYou cannot control us Keep my papers and a lighter on me I'm a smoker Lime in my Corona, Henny with my Cola My nigga what's the hol' up Hate when a connect be slackin' when he need to show up Had to smoke my green before I leave this my persona Sticky icky nigga know I'm stingy when I [?] This one is a domer, dolie I'm a loner High as fuck, I light it up Got pre-rolls for the whole month She don't smoke but when I roll one We shotgun the whole blunt Hate when strangers ask to hit my shit the answer's no son Go and get yo' own bud Didn't spend my check for yo' lungs Back to the pad might smoke, hit a dab Might choke from the dab like whoa son I don't really fuck with the shit But my nig cray Chris got the rig like smoke son Now I'm fucked up in this bitch but I keep the thing tucked for you pricks like hold up Now I'm fucked up in this bitch but I keep the thing tucked for you pricks like hold up What's the hold up livin' sucka free now Grab some tree and fuckin' roll up We fulfill my needs to keep it G yeah I'm a stoner Way above your league my team supreme I think you know bruh Hey, hey Hold up, what's the hold up livin' sucka free now Grab some tree and fuckin' roll up We fulfill my needs to keep it G yeah I'm a stoner Way above your league my team supreme I think you know bruh Won't you smoke on somethin' son Nigga, why you never roll up Light up everywhere my nigga You cannot control us Keep my papers and a lighter on me I'm a smoker Lime in my Corona, Henny with my Cola My nigga what's the hol' up Hate when a connect be slackin' when he need to show up Had to smoke my green before I leave this my persona Sticky icky nigga know I'm stingy when I [?] This one is a domer, dolie I'm a loner From Letras Mania