Get That Zip Off

[Uh, what is you saying? My money insane

I’m fresh off a plane, I'm rolling a plant

Girl why is you playing? Let’s stick to the plan

That weed is so good that it stick to my hand

It come from the land, I know I’m the man

Bought a few packs so they throw a few in

I don’t understand, I know what you payin'

I smoke ‘til it’s gone and grow it again (huh?)

It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off

It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off

I was smoking trees at the party acting gnarly

I got hundred pounds of weed, talkin' shawty, what ya need?

Kush be so strong, hit it once it’s hard to breathe

Have you coughing up a lung, so much smoke you tryna leave

Blowing up a nigga phone, what I tell your ass?

Talking about that pack I ain’t tryna sell your ass

(God damn) rollie on my wrist, doobie in my fist

Sipping on that cris, definitely going to jail if I take a piss

It ain’t nothin’ to get that tip off

Arm out the window, it ain’t nothin’ to get that clip off

It ain't nothing to knock your clique off

Put it in her mouth, I swear she tried

To suck my dick off (God damn)

It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off

It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off

28 Grams in a ziploc

It ain't nothin’ to get that zip off

Got one rolled up, you should roll one too

Let’s get fucked up, girl you know how we do

What time? What place? Drink gin, no chase

First time all out, next time call us

Don’t hit the bong, get the smoke is bad

Say you smoking strong, but you wrong, you been smoking trash

It ain't in my lungs if it ain’t that pressure

First thing in the morning grab my joint from out the dresser

Keep my og in a jar ‘cause I like it fresh

Said he hit the weed, he ain’t ready yet

Steady flexin’ on these children like I’m willie nelson

No discretion, come to drugs, I got a big selection

(Laughing) 28 grams nigga

The fuck you wanna do nigga?

I’m coning the joint while we talk right now nigga

Fuck wrong with you?

A zip at a time bitch, put that lil’ ass shit away

Fuck wrong with you niggas man

We do it big over here man, taylor gang

I’ll be in motherfuckin’ denver on 4/20 nigga

Weed’s legal there, so that’s sweet

Y’ll niggas smoke like two joints a day

And you talkin’ bout you gettin’ high motherfucker

That’s cool, we gon’ continue to get dumb high

We ain’t abusing it, we using it