young niggas in this bitch
trippy ass niggas in this bitch
creative motherfucking jeans
nothing but gin in my trippy cup
young khalifa on that hippie stuff
i break it down and it lifts me up
all that there comes from so much grinding
so much weed up in my lungs
in your town i cop me a pound
show me one and i'll roll one
all my niggas straight drug addicts cause it takes one for you to know one
bake somethin and never hold none
young niggas with some old lungs
catch me out at your college campus
weed rolled with a cold one
my chally parked by my old one
got a couple of rollies dawg
but i'm usually rocking a gold one
catching flights on them private planes
ferrari doors i close 'em
smokin and sippin while watching hoes strippin
dope by my side with the pistol and chopper
got from my bitch and she get from her mama
sold a few hoes and i bought a new bitch
taylor gang niggas the number one chieffas
smokin on gas probably louder than speakers
dip in the lean blue dream
standing on fairfax getting smoked out with them niggas from supreme
trippy sticks bong rips blunt dipped
she wanna pop a molly man
juicy j gon' fuckin let her
for a stronger strain i'm spending bands
when it's 'bout this gettin' high
ain't nothin you can tell me
i'm like a pimp in the club working your bitch
i don't like to say i because we're a collective
sledgren makes the beats and fucking cardo
or jerm does the engineering
or me and chevy sit around and talk about shit
we made it comfortable for a lot of people to do
like what they're doing and feel cool doing that shit
so what we're gonna do with this mixtape is
really just turn it around and step that up