1993

Since 1993 I've been smoking weed, ask about me

Niggas know not to, oh, wait, niggas know not to, oh, fuck, ayy

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up

Uh, I'm drunk at a party, ain't put down my cup

The fuck is my water? I pick this shit up

Then drank all the water and threw this shit up

It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh

I push pack like USPS, you is a bitch

Ayy, yo, yo, shut the fuck, ayy

Don't even rap, nigga, you

Ayy, hold on

Hold the fuck up, nigga

Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight

I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight

I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight

Drunken partying, slobbering, 'nother sloppy night

Always fight with my mama, but look, on my leave night

I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma score you

Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (sorry)

I'm just tryna fuck a couple girls and go

Can't do that while I'm on the phone

I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfucker

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on, nigga

Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke, nigga?

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up

Sittin' sideways, side steppin' side bitches

Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business

I'm slurring my verbiage, surfing, no turfing

My girl drippin', dirty whispers in my ear

I don't mumble

ABC your way up out the convo

Lookin' for sluts, oh?

Oh, I know a couple [Interlude: Buddy & Smino]

Bro, bro, bro, bro

Ayy, bro, bro, bro, bro

Ayy, nigga, come on, like

Nigga, stop rapping, start passing

(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Like can I? My nigga

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up

Roll up

Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed

The stress so strong it got me weed

I'm so on, it threw me off

I'm throwed off, yes indeed

I threw up after my threesome

On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do

She wanna come to my crib and give me a genital smooch

Typical, typical, get the piccolo, skididdle, skedaddle

I sling peen like a lasso

That mean king save the queen from the castle

I grab the saddle

Prisoner to prescription, it's changed, jackal, Jack Daniels

Shawty tryna tell me

Motherfucker, ayy, didn't I say? Nigga, ayy

We can't rap, nigga, we smoking weed

Stop rappin', nigga, this is not a rap session

We gettin' high

If I smoke a blunt right now

I'ma be on 285 with my pants pulled down

Around my ankles

Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke

You niggas don't want smoke

No guts like that Swisher we just smoked

We cutthroat, niggas

Hold, hold on, hold on

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait

Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, wait

Shh, shh, shh

Wait, wait, wait, okay

Watson, Watson, stop

'Cause this nigga J. Cole, he done grew some dreads

He think he smoke now

Pass the blunt, nigga, stop rappin'

That's the end of the song, nigga

This the end of the session, we goin' home

I just called my Lyft

I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean

Let me try one more time