text: Roll one, smoke one 
  Smoke 
  OG all on my Js bitch
  OGs all in my gang bitch
  OZ’s only no eighths biatch
  Get the fuck out my face bitch
  Eyes red like this mace, bitch
  Bad boy like I’m Mase bitch
  Puff once then say grace bitch
  Get it? That shit cray bitch
  Yea, I came from the bottom but I’m underground
  I made a hundred thou without an album out
  But then I lost it all on bout a hundred pounds
  My dude uh
  Your bitch talk too much, I had to fuck her mouth
  Caught her at home alone when she was on the couch
  I told her roll one up and we were smoking out
  My dude uh
  This weed government issued, I’m gon need a rank
  And they said this the bomb shit, I’m gon need a tank
  Damn, and with all this hate, shit I might need a shank
  But it’s fuck ‘em all cuz I got the strong
  Thats gon blow your mind so fuck what you think
  Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
  The bigger the scale, the bigger the zones
  When I break it down, my blunt is long
  The quicker the hit, the higher you go
  That’s why I stay high, cuz the only thing w know is