Let me slide up in you wrong
If you rollin' with the mob, scream I don't give a fuck, if you got it, blaze it up
Competent, purple boyz, crush box Full of sweet, solid, decent work
Got my mind as a pedicab Not wasted, come eatin' in the whip
Goin' big, gettin' faded, amazing Ain't no worry about the things when I do
Just fly as a kite and that feelin' right Cause I'm that feelin' good, smokin' on that good
AK-47 proof, pimples all good
Stop and take a pause for the cause I'm blowin' with my fellas, bout to stuff another raw
Instead of pourin' dope, I'm buckin' man off the walls
I'm a Hollywood hooligan, ain't no smoke clouds I'm an 80's baby nigga, the beats, I be goin' wild
And the big fella mob gang, the team, I'm screamin' out
Put your blinders in the air, if you really feelin' the vibe
Then put it to the end of the suite, make it hot
Put some fire on the ass end of the blunt
Cause then the sound real cheese, give you what you want
Big fella mob gang, hot, we stay on point
Give it to you raw, never fake a stunt
Put some fire on the ass end of the blunt
Cause then the sound real cheese, give you what you want
Big fella mob gang, hot, we stay on point
Give it to you raw, never fake a stunt
Let me hit it, check this, hit it, I know I'm fly
I bet you still think I'm high, cause you can see it in my eyes
Because I am, one of the coldest, the lamest
That's the mother, Uncle Slam, he said, damn, that's the good shit
Cause I ain't fuckin' with that bullshit, no stems, no seeds
It don't matter where you at, I be full of that weed
And I'ma keep, I'ma keep, I'ma keep, I'ma keep, I'ma keep, I'ma keep
Smokin'
Feelin' good, nigga, nigga, fuck that, nigga