September 8th (feat. K3vlar Deon & Curren$y) - That Mexican OT, Paul Wall & DRODi

Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it, pass it all around Girl let's get I'm a racist smoker Cuz I, only roll with boys, can't rock with blondes oh no And I'm a average choker Smoke blown, and it make noise, here and everywhere I go So extra extra, read about it (read about it) The government should legalize it Watch the crumb breads drop, in all haze, stop The test have shown, the cancer's here, and the next is gone It's ok wrong to catch that chance, so put it in a bong And let's get blown (let's get blown, let's get blown) And let's get blown (let's get blown, let's get blown) I want you to Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it, pass it all around Girl let's get high I want you to Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it, time to slow it down Girl let's get High Wanna get high, high Slow motion when you inhale the smoke Feel your mood change, now you're riding the wave so high Clouds that is, ain't tryna fighting now, you gotta have it You gonna be my motivation, so let this fire right now (right now, right now) The way you break it down, the picking up It's something like a crowner right now (right now, right now) You've got the smooth flow, on the excel I've got long stroke, something you can feel, that's real So let's go to the level, you know so well, and stay for awhile You know I've invested in how you feel, and that's why... I want you to Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it, pass it all around Girl let's get high, high, high Wreck it, roll it, hit it, roll it, time to slow it down Girl let's get high, high Wanna get high, high The test have shown, the cancer's here, and the next is gone It's not wrong to catch that chance, so put it in a bong And let's get blown (let's get blown, let's get blown) And let's get blown (let's get blown, let's get blown) Stop ASAP, she said She ain't never been that high But proceed to hit it two more times She blown off strong in my 65 My Chevy feel like a Disney World ride She gone, she gone like she's not even home Got the Napster mode on her phone Speeder got the game, let me put her in the cold All the [?] download, I make more dough to take those Trips, how your friend is jealous They can't catch us but they can smell us I'm paper dough, like when can they tell us I'm paper dough, smoking personal color to selfie I'm paper dough, and I'm not selfish Paper dough, bless and high, healthy Paper dough, jet life, live life wealthy Paper dough, paper dough, bank account stretcher Paper dough, paper dough, seven rolexes

Trauma Tone (Kino Beats) Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin' What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing Sliding, east siding Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing Back of the Rolls, cracking jokes with the driver Back of the Rolls looking at hoes riding by him Rolled up another one Don't want no smoke and I ain't even halfway done Probably won't get home 'til the rising of the sun Now I'm in the kitchen making breakfast for my son Take a shower, charge both of my phones then get back on the road We was still clocking dough when the world was closed Now shit back open and we raking in more Hustling to no end Like my homies in Detroit having motion Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin' What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing Sliding, east siding, high riding Back of the Rolls with my notepad

Keep the E in it, Chevys on Smoking weed in it Girl, don't post me in your pictures High as my aspirations Clean as my gold day tons The reason she can stop waiting to exhale I'm smoking well Breathin' clouds, castin' spells Voodoo that I do Don't leave me 'round your boo Sleepless in Seattle I'm up, I'm rolling fat ones Grazin' on grass like Cattle while coyotes lurk in the shadows Usual suspects arrived in matching Corvettes with double barrels Smokin' aces, take ten paces Draw your weapon and Pray to God you make it In other words, shoot your shot at all costs I guess that's what I'm saying He got game But not like mе, watch how I play it Menace to society had us holding pistols Firе sideways firing O-Dog admiring A-wax in that grand national sliding Took 'em on them licks Niggas got clipped and boys became men Coolie high gadgets and contraptions Like a golden eye spy with the vernacular Or Superfly, the original vision 1972, I never done what they do I don't get in it Never been tempted to attend a party That they threw We good just being us Hustlers from blue hill avenue Theatre in the crib, the fuel from my pen Plus the way that I live already the shit Pull up in somethin' sick Disappear without a trace The man and the myth, look at him Swear I should wear a cape when I do it 2004 Bape, bitch, you was clueless Stuck on stupid Literally superglued to it I'm travelling without moving Always in the new shit Buy them hoopties and redo 'em Stay back to the future Moving Hard top '76, we in it cruising Drugs and music Yeah, yeah, uh Mhm, uh Still tryna find What Devin left up in that ashtray Buddha loving, I been high since Friday Let's get blown She changed the music to some Sade She asked how to roll a blunt Baby, I show you my way I been crumblin' herb since myspace The jets landed And my eyes kind of dilated Spitta probably smoking weed Up in that Cadillac My grandfather said he need it for his cataracts Day and night how it used to be We on the ave tryna duck D's How to fly now we overseas Got connects and still flew it in The Black Boston George Who said I can't get stoned anymore? I'm with my bitch She tryna buy out the store I'm too high I'm 'bout to head out the door I miss that haze That purple Cam'ron was on I never stopped dreaming I always want more Love without conditions Only want it if it's pure Tryna be optimistic 'Cause sometimes I could get lost in my thoughts just overthinking Sometimes I feel ah, ah Ayy Ayy Smokin' weed in it