Before I set it off and show what I'm gonna do to ya
Possess the bomb
chocolate from Oakland to Utica
My real live niggas in the place and no queen
Wave your
splif high son
Fuck the bullshit
When your arms are open
My palms release the
bomb
Reviving the alarm
My word is bond
Scream at niggas through the intercom
Up
to date, let's roller skate
Yo my whole squad smoking aint straight unless we smoking at
eight
High rate, I always produce the potion
Weed smoking got me moving slow motion like
we floatin on relax ocean
All my peeps who feel high
Dont want you darkin shades, there's
to much smoke up in your eye
Keep it swingin listen to all of my bells ringin
My get high
has niggas wantin to start singin
And this goes out to those that smoke out the bong
And
all my bitches in the place who roll they own draws
Chorus: repeat 2x
Buy a
nickel bag
Smoke a little lye
Get high tonight
Get high tonight
Verse
2:
Yo, bounce back you just caught the contact african black overreact Charge
I'm
bout to bench the whole wack must interact on every track
Blow this spot down niggas break fool
and smoke across the world almanac
My sons that don't smoke and get high drinkin
Cognac,
Hennesey, Cristal but wait
What's goin on with dat?
With the deal done sometimes I sip
Jamaican white rum
Taste with a little milk, I know y'all niggas want some
Represent where
you from needing some tic tacs and gum
So a nigga breath don't blahhh!!!
Get high, then i
get fly
When i be shopping at the atrium
Smoking in the center of Yankee
stadium
Stand strong, yes we rock on and on
The Flipmode stamps all of my songs
They
get a place them niggas must perfrom
Smoke till your brain fry
So high you can't open your
eye
My niggas need to just
