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[Chorus]
I just got another zip, so I'm Smokin' Out
If I come into your crib, I'm a smoke it out
If a nigga trying to hate, we just smoke him out
High up in the club, if you don't smoke get out (x2)
[Verse 1] {A-Game}
Roll it up, hit it, it's sticky as fuck (Roll it up, hit it, it's sticky as fuck)
We getting stoned, watch us cough up a lung (We getting stoned, watch us cough up a lung)
You thinking you cool, but you don't fuck with us; I got a green thumb and it's thanks to this bud
Purp in the blunt like I'm rolling with Put; if it's sativa, indica, we light it up
And get blazed, I don't do this everyday; couple of hits and I'm baked
Hanging out with Mary Jane; I'm feeling like Juicy J
And I just copped a bag of grass; 'bout to have the shit converted to wax
Holler at me if you need them dabs; you only need 1 or 2 to put you on your ass
See I'm at the club and I'm smoked out; looking out for the security
I'm down to get buck, and I'm down to do drugs; if that shit ain't cut with impurities
I murder beats, you ain't heard of me; me and my homies cut blunts up like surgery
We dump guts, no burgundy blood; then we roll up the weed and start burning trees, A-Game
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] {D.Ship}
Hold up, let me hit this bong
I don't stop smoking 'till the weed's gone
Blazing a zip, higher than planes; you know what it is, D.Ship and A-Game
Cashing a bowl, bad bitches they roll; UOENO
Sweet buds, that's Cali green; higher than me is where you wanna be
Fly as a bird, blazing that herb; blunts dipped in Promethazine
Never pass me b's; cause your boy don't need a headache
I only smoke that A grade; like everyday is Friday
Roll it up, smoke it down; I got the coke, where's the crown?
I'm sipping, I'm leaning, I'm tripping, I'm cheefing; hookahs, blunts, bongs, and bowls
I'm getting so stoned, my eyes look closed; we cheefing, we wheezing, blowing out O's
Hot boxing the whip. windows stay closed; you already know
[Chorus]
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