Released: April 11, 2015
Featuring: JID Cam Sheely
Producer: Ducko McFli Curtis Williams
[Verse 1: Curtis Williams]
Look, uh, I said, guess who's back in this bitch
Wit' a fat sack to roll ready to smoke up in this bitch
It's the kid they call Danko, black James Franco
Had to get up off my ass, now I been gettin' them bankrolls
On a money makin' mission, boy, makin' money
Everyday niggas always want somethin' from me
But I'ma just keep the finest rolled up
Made a couple bands, nigga, just because I showed up
And if I didn't, then we wouldn't speak
I got a pound last week, another this week
A plottin' pothead, influenced by drug dealin'
Street artists, skateboardin', and every other real nigga, uh
[Verse 2: Cam Sheely]
She always stressin', what it take to end up on top?
Need a nigga whip chrome, chain for the rocks
Probably signed to the Roc or he dribble the rock
Or he pushin' these rocks, fuck it, the nigga rock
You can smell-a-lel-a-lel what he cookin' around the block, uh
His pot hot, the nigga is the rock, aha
I'm bullshittin', I'm Michael meets Obi-Wan
I glowed up, I growed up, they say I'm finna blow up
Proud ass family now, they can finally go nuts, like—
[Interlude: Cam Sheely & J.I.D]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, like— uh, uh, haha
Yeah, as far as I'm— Yeah, uh
[Verse 3: J.I.D]
As far as I'm concerned, I love how the sun burn
I smoke 'til my lungs hurt, I love how we converse
We talk 'til the sun turn, colors and shapes
And the retrograde in the moon
Bringing yo' lips closer to my face
And the blunt burn
Nigga, I be high as a fuck and I'm drunk
And her booty's a plum, get the condom
Or you'll get the cooties, but if that's your boo-ski
Roll wit' it, hit the movies, yeah, all of that fun shit
We hit the blunt once and we wit' all of that dumb shit
Gun shit, "Boy, where you from?" shit
Lil' clip in the bum sound like a drum kick
Do a lil' bump, that's a reason to bump this
High as a punt kick, fair catch, don't drop
I got a lil' weed, but, bro, let's go cop
As far as I'm concerned, I don't see no cops
I don't see no oppositions, they know our position
And we don't point shave like Jameis Winston
I'm cool as Ice Cube, and I'm 'bout them Benjies
Benjamins and Andres and all the Benjamins, yeah
Look, uh, I said, guess who's back in this bitch
Wit' a fat sack to roll ready to smoke up in this bitch
It's the kid they call Danko, black James Franco
Had to get up off my ass, now I been gettin' them bankrolls
On a money makin' mission, boy, makin' money
Everyday niggas always want somethin' from me
But I'ma just keep the finest rolled up
Made a couple bands, nigga, just because I showed up
And if I didn't, then we wouldn't speak
I got a pound last week, another this week
A plottin' pothead, influenced by drug dealin'
Street artists, skateboardin', and every other real nigga, uh
[Verse 2: Cam Sheely]
She always stressin', what it take to end up on top?
Need a nigga whip chrome, chain for the rocks
Probably signed to the Roc or he dribble the rock
Or he pushin' these rocks, fuck it, the nigga rock
You can smell-a-lel-a-lel what he cookin' around the block, uh
His pot hot, the nigga is the rock, aha
I'm bullshittin', I'm Michael meets Obi-Wan
I glowed up, I growed up, they say I'm finna blow up
Proud ass family now, they can finally go nuts, like—
[Interlude: Cam Sheely & J.I.D]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, like— uh, uh, haha
Yeah, as far as I'm— Yeah, uh
[Verse 3: J.I.D]
As far as I'm concerned, I love how the sun burn
I smoke 'til my lungs hurt, I love how we converse
We talk 'til the sun turn, colors and shapes
And the retrograde in the moon
Bringing yo' lips closer to my face
And the blunt burn
Nigga, I be high as a fuck and I'm drunk
And her booty's a plum, get the condom
Or you'll get the cooties, but if that's your boo-ski
Roll wit' it, hit the movies, yeah, all of that fun shit
We hit the blunt once and we wit' all of that dumb shit
Gun shit, "Boy, where you from?" shit
Lil' clip in the bum sound like a drum kick
Do a lil' bump, that's a reason to bump this
High as a punt kick, fair catch, don't drop
I got a lil' weed, but, bro, let's go cop
As far as I'm concerned, I don't see no cops
I don't see no oppositions, they know our position
And we don't point shave like Jameis Winston
I'm cool as Ice Cube, and I'm 'bout them Benjies
Benjamins and Andres and all the Benjamins, yeah
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