Stoner's Night

Hold up, mane

Hold up, mane

Juicy J from Taylor Gang

Rollin' Phantom, rollin' dank

Green cologne, I know it stank

Light it up, and hold a drank

Hit the club, blowin' bank

Say you is, but I know you ain't

Getting money? No you ain't

Rollin' Cali green in a Zig-Zag paper

Smokin' on the back porch, who the damn neighbors?

Lookin' for a chick who just wanna have fun

Let her hit the joint and put love on her tongue

Inhale, exhale

Go to jail, I'm postin' bail

Blue Dream, I know it well

So much green, I'm growin' sails

Ounces on ounces, my connect, he got the deal

And he give me nothing but the illest

Stoner's night for real

She rollin' weed and she don't even smoke, even smoke

Young Wiz, people call me Young Wiz

Roll up 20 Zig-Zags outta one zip

Nigga smoke Zags over blunts

Bet a blunt smoker smell what's in my bag, he gon want a hit

Since a young nigga, I was gettin' lit

Ridin' in my black Bonneville bumpin' Three Six

Servin' no seeds, nigga, no sticks

Used to be the one rollin' weed for my whole clique

Now I'm buyin' weed on some grown shit

When I say grown, I'm talkin' bout the man who grows it

Lookin' at my ring, look like I froze it

I'm smokin' good in here so everybody knows it

She rollin' weed and she don't even smoke, even smoke

I'm ridin' with my top back, my bitch drunk, I'm smokin' weed

I don't know if they fo' real, but she got double D's

Hand me two cups, you've gotta double these

I don't put it on if it ain't double G

In the Rolls Royce chiefin' on the Trippy Stick

I'm about to transform, take her home and give her dick

Trippy, trippy mane; I'm a specialist

If I let you hit the vape then you a special chick

Kief in the joint - I've been savin' up

I'm about to buy a jet - I've been savin' up

All the money I've been touchin' I'm gettin' paper cuts

Ever since I put the blunts down I've been papered up