Verse 1: Before I set it off and show what I'm gonna do to ya Possess the bomb chocolate from Oakland to Utica My real live niggas in the place and no queen Wave your splif high son Fuck the bullshit When your arms are open My palms release the bomb Reviving the alarm My word is bond Scream at niggas through the intercom Up to date let's roller skate Yo my whole squad smoking aint straight unless we smoking at eight High rate, I always produce the potion Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like we floatin on relax ocean All my peeps who feel high Dont want you darkin shades, there's to much smoke up in your eye Keep it swingin listen to all of my bells ringin My get high has niggas wantin to start singin And this goes out to those that smoke out the bong And all my bitches in the place who roll they own draws Chorus: (2x) Buy (a) nickle bag Smoke a little lah Get high tonight Get high tonight Verse 2: Yo, bounce back you just caught the contact african black overreact Charge I'm bout to bench the whole wack must interact on every track Blow this spot down niggas break fool and smoke across the world Almanac My sons that don't smoke and get high drinkin Cognac, Hennesey, Cristal but Wait What's goin on with dat? With the deal done sometimes I sip Jamaican white rum Taste with a little milk, I know y'all niggas want some Represent where you from needing some tic tacs and gum So a nigga breath don't blahhh!!! Get high, then i get fly When i be shopping at the atrium Smoking in the center of Yankee stadium Stand strong, yes we rock on and on The Flipmode stamps all of my songs They get a place them niggas must perfrom Smoke till your brain fry So high you can't open your eye My niggas need to just Chorus 5X
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