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Brad Barton
Brad Barton
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Charlie Nutter
Charlie Nutter
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Grab your weed and come inside, roll it up and let's get high, let's get high, high
high, high
You ain't even got a puff, grab a cup and fill it up, let's get high, high, high, high
high
And if you don't give a fuck, throw your middle fingers up, let's get high, high, high, high
high
Get the weed and get a wrap, watermelon zig-zags, let's get high, high, high, high, high
Man, nobody wanna smoke with me, dab after dab in the back, fading out to the beat
Roll real slow and I'm looking like who you wanna be
Bitch is rolling with me cause she know that I'm a motherfucking G
Boy, you're looking like a motherfucker sleeping on your homie's love seat
I'm just rolling and smoking all shit that I get from the store
You think that you faded, well, I'm bout to blaze up and then we gon' blaze up some more
Get ready cause we smoking heavy, I got two bad bitches all up in the Chevy and they riding
with me and they smoking with me
Ain't talking about trucks, wanna tell them no Jimmy
Aye, been up a minute, man, need some weed up in my brain
Sativa strings, don't fuck with hoes at Mary Jane
Psilocybin, it got everybody vibing, now we rolling to the party
Molly, bro, I'm shooting Bacardi
Bitch is talking in my ear, she say she feel like getting naughty
Aye, back in the day, no women would ever be looking my way
Now they roll up and they all yelling stitches
That's me in the back for a dab, let's get plays
Babe, take it easy, I don't wanna hit if it's that easy
Best believe me, rolling smoking so much weed, it's hard to see me
No mad vibes, hopping around, leave your man for the night
Grab your weed and grab your weed and come inside
Roll it up and let's get high
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
You ain't even got a book, grab a cup and fill it up
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
And if you don't give a fuck, throw your middle fingers up
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
Get the weed and get a rap, watermelon zigzags
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
I've been smoking since I was young
Colorado's where I'm from
Born to smoke the sticky green
Roll it up if you know what I mean
Got a couple G's when I'm up on the scene
Got a thong and a backpack next to the fat sack
Asking where the fuck the dab's at
Homie, pass that
If it's nasty, cash that
Load up fresh one, man
You smoking with the best
I'm feel the smoke expanding your lungs
Done
Got these motherfuckers in your town
Creating clouds with butts so loud
So damn stoned I'm seeing sounds
Middle fingers up if you're truly down
Outlaws in your town
Rolling up with the bass so loud
Smoke so much we can't see now
Feeling so lost and we can't be found
I smoke to keep me sane
Taking hits to the fucking brain
Doesn't matter, the fuck is straight
Nothing's chasing us back in the day
Throwing empty baggies away
Smoking 16 grams a day
It's got a steamer, wax, shatter
Doesn't fucking even matter
Grab your weed and come inside
Roll it up and let's get high
High, high, high, high, high
You ain't even got a puff
Grab a cup and fill it up
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
And if you don't give a fuck
Throw your middle fingers up
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
Get the weed and get a rap
Watermelon zigzags
Let's get high, high, high, high, high
I was 11 years old, man
Hey, hey, man, what the fuck are you doing
I wrote a 20-bar verse for this shit
I don't even care, man, you don't smoke no weed
Well, goddamn it, fuck
Nah, get the fuck out of here
Fine, I guess I'm getting the fuck out of here
You know, fuck this shit
Alright
Written by: Brad Barton, Charlie Nutter
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