Yeah yeah yeah
I do this for my day ones
Turn it up some, then we let it ride out

Weed that I'm smoking be so damn stupid
That it need a new approach to be a grade A student
Me without green? Hoe don't be foolish
Got A quarter on the rider all my needs included
J's that I'm rolling big as Cardi B booty
Hit it everyday offset my moody
Sobriety to me it mean my rivalry with anxiety
So homie I try be calm and too groovy
Hate getting baked just to be sedated
Love rolling papers 'fore I'm elevated
Getting hella faded then I meditated
Me and Mary Jane ain't sneaky linking we be dating
I ain't hit and quit it we be fucking slow
I don't need a cone because my tucks can hold
Bet I got it in my hand like Texas hold 'em
And my strain real rare like the Tuscan snow

The bong remind me gotta breath slow
This song describing how I need smoke
Card declining and I need hope
In the crib refining all of these flows
The bong remind me gotta breath slow
This song describing how I need smoke
Card declining and I need hope
In the crib refining all of these flows

Weed than I'm rolling be so damn loud
That I get complaints from neighbors saying turn that shit down
Bass from the eighth going to shake the damn ground, so I raise up the gain 'til I wake the whole town
Break tectonic plates when I break up an ounce, I ain't even balling, but you know I got to bounce
Kinda like my checks I invest for these sounds
Rolling L's for that B.S. I need a couple pounds
Destress with deep breaths that herb make me slow some
I been finding peace in the process when I roll one
Only reason why I'm grinding is because I need funds
Throw a couple buds into the grinder got some weed crumbs
Honestly I probably could everyday blow three blunts
Ain't no skinny ones either, bitch I need some tree trunks
Slowly moving up from where I was last year
Rapping in the booth as I pack it in the glassware

The bong remind me gotta breath slow
This song describing how I need smoke
Card declining and I need hope
In the crib refining all of these flows
The bong remind me gotta breath slow
This song describing how I need smoke
Card declining and I need hope
In the crib refining all of these flows