Bag of Tricks Cat - Roll My Own (feat. Smoke DZA & Bookie) Lyrics

I'm rollin' up what a cancer patient smokes
It's 1 am, now my brain's pretty toast
Off that la la, goodbye, adios
The doctor prescribed me quite a heavy dose
I might ride shotty with star-man in a Tesla
And twist a joint like a professional wrestler
Wake me up before we pass the big dipper
If we're smoking like that I'ma have to hit DZA
Post it to the insta, story and the snapchat
Sheesh that hasheesh is strong will be the hashtag
Nonsmokers in the building dressed like the hazmat
Cats without their own sack in my ear, like pass that
Nah I'm cool, last time I got strep throat
My response to sharing with you's gonna be N O
Bring your own weed, you must've not got the memo
Sometimes a personal session fills an extendo, word

You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
If weed were illicit we would overdose
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
I don't puff puff pass, I just roll my own
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
If weed were illicit we would overdose
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
I don't puff puff pass, I just roll my own

Uh, personal parties anytime that I polly
Here's a little for you cause I don't smoke with nobody
I got a problem with passing it off, I be doing it hardly
Keep that smoking, shit that's word to my Marley
Pendant, P, shit this nugget the color of Bonnie
Still ducking the Johnny, staying on point ain't no zombie
And whoever round me stay on point, shit they gotta be kindly
Model friends don't indulge, rather f*ck with a brownie
Uh, guarantee to have you drowsy
I ain't even gotta weight it, that's how the ounce be
Swag drippin' don't need no Bounty
That boy so clean minus the Downy
Uh, I ain't an amateur G
Off this fly trapeze, all you smellin' is creed
Uh, as you swimmin' through the fog
I'm floating through Mars, and I was smoking' each bar nigga

You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
If weed were illicit we would overdose
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
I don't puff puff pass, I just roll my own
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
If weed were illicit we would overdose
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
I don't puff puff pass, I just roll my own

Weed smoke floatin' in the air bruh
High times, neighbors talking' bout they smell somethin'
In my circle, man that shit is like a epidemic
Everybody got it, smoking on that good spinach
Still stressin' but I got it, and plus God with me
A lot of passion and devotion, I got God in me
Blaze the earth let's get litted and we on one
All night, blunt or paper, nigga roll one

I don't puff puff pass
I don't puff puff pass
Yeah I roll my own
Just leave me alone
You don't smoke
The way we smoke
Yeah I'm in my zone
I'll just roll my own

You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
If weed were illicit we would overdose
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
I don't puff puff pass, I just roll my own
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
If weed were illicit we would overdose
You don't smoke the way a smoker smokes
I don't puff puff pass, I just roll my own