I hit the gas like I'm drivin' a truck Open the bag and it smell like a skunk
Quality gas, I got six in the blunt Hit it and pass it, we still lightin' up
Dope in my bag, yeah, whatever you want I went to sleep with that kush on my lung
Popped me a tab and I took another one Keepin' my cash, yeah, that boy better a run
Head to the trap and get countin' up Pull out my strap, if you're gonna act up
He runnin' them laps, we'll be pullin' up Went to the back and he knew it was done
Four to the back and we get on the run Trap in the street, it be sticky like gum
Back in the street, yeah, we really the plug
Northmart kush hit different, f*ck
I got the gas, I'm lighting the blunt Hit it and pass, we still lit it up
Coughing up blood and I don't give a f*ck Me and my homies, we sparking it up
I got the gas, I'm lighting the blunt Hit it and pass, we still lit it up
Coughing up blood and I don't give a f*ck Me and my homies, we sparking it up
I can feel it up in my spine, uh I been sit up here for a while, uh
Sitting at a red door is such a vibe, uh I can feel the neurons inside of my mind, uh
Homie, you're tweaking, my face is leaking I think I'm gleeking, music critiquing
The floor is creaking, mofo's are geeking When I am bleeding, eating the stems
That's what I like eating, yeah, yeah
How high too high, big rip bro Outside all night, almost froze
Now I finally get to go Back to sleep at the red door
Check my weed, I have no more Found some roaches on the floor
Smoke that shit, my throat is sore F*ck man, I want some more