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Smoke break, I just rolled like four J's And I'm getting throwed you cannot reach me for the whole day
I just need some time to get my soul straight
Call the homies up and it can rotate
Smoke break, I just rolled like four J's
And I'm getting throwed you cannot reach me for the whole day
I just need some time to get my soul straight
Call the homies up and it can rotate
And we don't smoke eighths
If the pack look right, we don't weigh it
Shawty said that I look high, I told that bitch you don't say
Swagger ice cold, she want call me O'Shea
She smoke with me, she smoke with shawty, she goes both ways
I'm still bucking like five deuce, four tre
And you can't have my blunt, grab a roach out of the roll tray
I'll make you go cray, be cautious when you tokin'
And you can't post up if you ain't smoking how we smoking
I call up Juice my loc when we touching down in Vegas
Tell him bring that shit around, that gon' leave us feeling faceless
Courtside at the Staples Center like Anthony Davis
Oh she think we famous, bitches screaming come and save us
I'm off these four bars, like I'm Space Pheezy
Dip my blunt inside the wok, it got me feeling sleazy
My snow came from the A, like I got that shit from Jeezy
I'm talking bout that white and I ain't talking G-Eazy bitch
Better believe me
Smoke break, I just rolled like four J's And I'm getting throwed you cannot reach me for the whole day
I just need some time to get my soul straight
Call the homies up and it can rotate
Smoke break, I just rolled like four J's
And I'm getting throwed you cannot reach me for the whole day
I just need some time to get my soul straight
Call the homies up and it can rotate
King, I'm slurring off the chronics, dawg, and I need phonics
This shit going pow, bang, boom, but these ain't comics
Cannibutter on the popcorn, man, this shit popping
I was ready to pop off, but now I'm dropping
I was gonna drop this song, man, but then I got high
I was supposed to pick my bitch up, but then I got high
I was supposed to do this photo shoot, but then I got high
So now I'm in these polo shoes looking so fly
Young King, I'm pushing green, throwing it in the fire
Everything ain't what it seems, man, I'm touching the sky
Bout to chief, rolled in keef like it came from the Chi
Topped in wax, all facts, don't got a reason to lie
Man, I'm getting faded, eyes heavy-weighted, I'm spitting like hip-hop savior
Yeah, I'm glad you waited
Graduated from the block
Picked up a couple eighths, and now I'm about to blaze up and get inflated
Yo, call me later
Smoke break, I just rolled like four J's And I'm getting throwed you cannot reach me for the whole day
I just need some time to get my soul straight
Call the homies up and it can rotate
Smoke break, I just rolled like four J's
And I'm getting throwed you cannot reach me for the whole day
I just need some time to get my soul straight
Call the homies up and it can rotate
Alejandro Sanchez, Evaristo Gonzales
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