[Verse 1]
Long tokes from the bong join along
N***as smoke all day ‘til the joints is gone
Surfing waves with a  blunt in my hand
And the shit didn’t get wet, put the gun in the sand
Y’all love smoking on weed that’s bland, I want no parts of it
I put my funeral on hold so I can spark the shit
(Oh yeah, get the fuck outta here with these n***as man)
(Fucking legend)
I told my lawyer I plead the fifth, I need a spliff
Roll the Mary Jane I be needing lifts
General realizations make people bitter
I wouldn’t call myself a victor if I was a quitter
When it’s time to blow I’ll say it’s time
How’s the music going man I hate that line (Stop it)
Smoking on the honorable dime bag
So dead n***as sent my soul to the crime lab

[Interlude]
Imma smoke regardless n***a
You know what I’, saying, I ain’t playing with these n***as man
Weed every day
(I feel you)
There g the police right there I don’t give a fuck
Keep hitting that shit, what the fuck they gon’ do
We out here
[Verse 2]
Suede jacket with the corduroy hat
We gotta go through other hoods, n***a you knowing we strapped
Unlock your mind, let your skin be free
Unless you looking like a mountain, I put your ass by a tree
I’m so ill, the designated flier
I spit that shit that resonated tires
Go to war like some isolated tigers
Mother fuckers think they’re better than me them n***as lying
Leave them n***as right where they stand
Slice glands, and put that shit in salad bowls while they plead to the stands
This the same as chewing some horse mildew
Chopped rappers is a course on the menu
Sex with your wife is what I’ve been through
Think about the weak ass albums that you skim through
How I listen to myself n***a, I hit the shit eight times
Put ‘em both together you will have a great time

[Bridge]
(Burn that shit my n***a)
(I got you)
(Aight bruh)
(We don’t have a fuckin’ blunt to smoke)
(Right)
You ain’t got no weed man?
(We do have weed, we ain’t got no wraps)
We ain’t got not wraps, then we ain’t got no weed
(So we SOL)
We gotta go to the mother fucking store man
(Man let’s take a trip to the mother fucking store)
(What time are you out of here though)
About three
[Outro]
(WMIZ)
(Mans in his own you know it)
MIZ’s in the building
(You’re rocking with the best)
Uh
(We got Vic Spencer in the mother fucking studio with us tonight)
Thank you for having me, I appreciate you for having me
(Nigaa got on hella victimized gear, what the fuck is that)
(Is that even out?)
Man don’t look at me
Actually stop, shut the fuck up
(N***a I’ll shut the fuck up)
Let me spit some of this shit fucker

Beat the fuck out of a ghost with my bare hands
You didn’t deserve a fair chance rocking them square pants
Out in LA with that n***a Hus, the triggers bust
Smoking on skunk really must
In the back of the van
Got your mother fucking ho on the sack of my pants
Potato ass n***as get sacked once again
Nig what I’m saying, I will fracture your limbs, you dig

(Man you gotta shut the fuck up this is my studio fam)
Wait wait wait I was spitting some shit
(I will get your ass the fuck out of here fam)
You hating cause I spit-
(I don’t care how cold you is n***a)
You just hating on my cause I could spit better than you mother fucker
That’s why you-
(Aight whatever though)
That’s why you just a radio host
(I don’t give a fuck this is my shit)
(And if I wanna be sensitive about WMIZ)
(Then I can do that, you can’t)
I don’t give a fuck
(You not in a position to speak to me)