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Bet you high but I ain’t smoking with the rest though

Cause if it’s in my joint, believe that it’s the best smoke

I’m talking OG kush from the West Coast

Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though

[Wiz Khalifa]

Cut those cameras on cause my camo’s on

And my niggas backin me riding around town

With a big old bag of weed

Taylor Gang, we ain’t in your faculty

Me and Snoop Dogg, we created a masterpiece

Smoke all day and we makin this cash, and we

Bout it bout it like Master P

Go hard, stack ya cheese, roll a joint, pass the trees

TGOD, he’s the OG, real G shit what it has to be

My real nigga gon pop tags for me

Get bags for me

Say you just wanna shake hand with me?

Same fuck niggas used to laugh at me

Now I’m riding around town in the car that you can’t even pronounce

And you can’t go fast as me

Smoke smoking, she know that I’m a player

So she wanna come up here spend that cash on me

That pimp shit come naturally

That ? shit is wack to me

My kush grown organically

My ballin is actually

[Hook]

Bet you high but I ain’t smoking with the rest though

Cause if it’s in my drink, believe that it’s the best smoke

I’m talking OG kush from the West Coast

Watch how you hit it, just one hit will burn your chest, though

You like to smoke but you ain’t smokin what we smokin on

You like to smoke but you ain’t smokin what we smokin on

You like to smoke but you ain’t smokin what we smokin on

You like to smoke but you ain’t smokin what we smokin on

[Snoop Dogg]

Let me turn you on to turn you out

To make you feel like you really wanna feel

For real, sure will, nigga I got that kilo

You know what I got: Captain Crunch, soda pop

Like my kush cut from a bush

Mix it together, get it together

Hypo grow with the hydro flow

Smoking on some shit I don’t know

This is that shit that was caught

From my niggas on the block with a .44 Glock – oh no!

Cuttin it up, button it up

Homie don’t speak at all

You might skate, you might be most likely like shark bait

I might hate, nigga you smoking that lightweight

Wrong class, featherweight, levitate

Set it straight: let me break it down for you

Flip it, zip it, let it fly

If it’s good, it’s gonna get you high

Drop it, stop it, that ain’t the one

We don’t even smoke that shit for fun!

[Hook]

[Juicy J]

Yea nigga, I’m rolling up that high-grade

Chillin on the porch, smoking like it’s Friday

Every day of the week to Juicy J’s a high day

Niggas think I’m Chinese cause my eyes straight

I throw up a 6 into a 20 ounce

Smoked a half ounce of kush, felt like 20 ounces

Fucked around that popped a molly now I’m high as fuck

Every chick I’m seeing, juicy screaming out lets fuck

I dun popped a pill and hit the lean behind it

Where my mind? Somebody help me find it

Got a black and white bitch, they my mixed bitch

They keep my double cup full, OG in my Swisher

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