Oh yeah, Malo Mack right here, high power smokeout book, two for that ass
Everyone *** them bongs, zigzags, and chronic bags
Let's do it like this, high power music taking this * over, homie
That's right, baby
I'm high, real high, speaking Portuguese
Looking Japanese, smoking like a chimney piece
My brain's at ease, damn, I can't feel my knees
I guess it's safe to finally say I have a chronic disease
Nuggets are purple, learn booty voices on a reverb
And when I'm lit, come correct, don't you ever disturb
Thirst, chronic receiver, a believer, it's the ultimate reliever
No more stress, Mickey, Malo, Mack, a high achiever
I take a hit, honk my brakes, and downshift
I clear the bong, bust a rap, it comes swift
You know my name, throwing in skies with airplanes
Cause Mary J. keeps me away from going instead
Rolling to Philly when my Uncle Willie was a dilly
It sounds silly, but my homie Billy stank the killy
Clown 9 and I was climbing, when I'm moving, I'm miming
Conversations that come off rhyming, 16 bar, I lived in time
And what's this, what's this?
My flame sparks and jump starts, can't handle this
My ribs light up the dark, so get
With this chronic session, no depression
Everyone *** their bags, exacts for a lesson
Oh, now, who wants to blaze up these buds?
*, I wanna blaze these buds up
Or do you smoke stressed with them scrubs?
Hell nah, smoking no stress
How about we smoke out on the rise?
That's for life, homie
No need for you to look surprised
That's right, we're always on top
Now let's blaze it up, I feel the blood on some bong
Purple haze does the maze, going all night long
Flick a flame, Malo Mack
It's the ultimate reliever
I ain't on this glow, Mary Jane
Another rap about weed, but I don't say what you're saying
Far from the same, rolled another one like this, my brother
Wrapping up this high, nigga, zigzags all colors
I inhale, exhale, hold it in, don't fail
Blowing smoke and bomb water like a killer whale
No tall tales, so roll it up, light it up
Packing bowls of crime, crying, time to blow this bitch up
You smell the smoke, see the smoke when I'm taking a toke
I might just choke, if that chronic ain't no joke
Come get high with me, fill up your chest with the best
That's why I score high if I'm put to the test
They call me M-A-L-O-D
M-A-C, blazing trees, ain't no scrub
Eyes riding low with some hoe in a hot tub
Brain unstuck, high boxing with my cousin Bub
Mary Jane, I left the way you mouth on my frame
My eyes red in my head, though when I'm cruising the lane
I blaze bugs
Now who wants to blaze up these buds?
*, I wanna blaze these buds up
Or do you smoke stress with them scrubs?
Hell nah, smoking no stress
How about with the smoke gal on the ride?
That's for life, homie
No need for you to look so
Surprise, that's right, we're always on top
Cannabis, candlesticks, sticky icky honey trips
Gives me * purple lips, sucky Mary Jane's tits
I can't quit with some lip, making sure my blunts fit
Come and take a little hit, drip off Model Max's kit
Hey, Malo
Malo
Hey, pass that *, fool
Malo
Are you sleeping, dog?
What's up?
Pass that * on me
Uh-uh, I don't wanna
What?
I don't wanna pass it, dog
Pass it, fool
I don't feel like it
Paranoia, my day moves
THC lets me groove
The elevation took a few
Cloud nine rolling through
Model Mac blazing buds
Until my * lips are blue
I thought you motherfucking bitches out there straight new
But you don't take a toke
Every day that I choke
Model Mac, do the * chronic
That's why I'm broke
And I put it down for the big I to the E
Motherfuckers out there don't wanna * with me
Throw it up, one three
Nothing but wannabes
OGs on my side
Wearing Dickies, Wallabies
That's the way that it is
And that's the way that it goes
Model Mac, I'm stepping up
I'm knocking you up
Off your toes, what?
Now, who wants to blaze up these buds?
*, I wanna blaze these buds up
Or do you smoke stress with them scrubs?
Hell nah, I'm smoking no stress
How about we smoke out on the ride?
That's for life, homie
No need for you to look surprised
That's right, we're always on top
Now, who wants to blaze up these buds?
*, I wanna blaze these buds up
Or do you smoke stress with them scrubs?
Hell nah, I'm smoking no stress
How about we smoke out on the ride?
That's for life, homie
No need for you to look surprised
That's right, we're always on top