Smoke And Drive
Ay what my homie Mike P say?
Roll the windows up when I get in the car
And I'ma light one up
Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime yeah
Tryna get fucked up (ay)
Roll the windows up
When I smoke and (drive)
Uh, I'm to the grave with this
I learned how to roll a joint
Before I shaved and shit (ha, yeah)
In seventh grade and shit
I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze this shit
Bad as fuck I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front
My dad had found it, in a month
He kicked me out he had enough
So I got up, I'm in the kitchen baking pizza with a crust
For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs (yeah)
Spaceships see me when I'm up, yeah
I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah
I'm in a party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah
I'm rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah
I'm on quarantine but the weed man pulls up here
I got a hundred packs of backwoods
I can spend the next four months here
I spent 10K cash I might cough up both lungs here
Filled up on gas and got high but no stunts here
Mask on when I'm outside
Drive fast don't waste time
Ass all on my FaceTime
Strap on my waste line
Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt
Hold it up, no Kreayshawn
Don't give a fuck about these cops
Put my hood on like Trayvon
All that I know is a W
Up with my clan, I feel like Raekwon
Only time I get a L
Is when I be throwing one up for the gang sign
I been the king with the bars
But now I play guitar and the baseline
I heard 'em saying they doing it first
I'm doing this shit for the eighth time
I used to want a pool
Now I'm waking up and I got one in the backyard
I break a lot of rules
so you know I be driving the whip like a NASCAR
Never went Hollywood
Got a house on the Hills, I still smack y'all
Never say no to the blunt
I smoke it 'til it's all the way down to the ash y'all
Roll the windows up when I get in the car
And I'ma light one up
Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar
And we can smoke this blunt
Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime, yeah
Tryna get fucked up (ay)
Roll the windows up
When I smoke and (drive)
Autor(es): Richard Colson Baker
