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Welcome to the West Coast where we roll up The best smoke. nigga know me then he know He 'bout to choke when he hit that. Better respect it, nigga. Can't handle your shit, Then leave the sesh, bitch nigga. Mary Jane is the only thing that keep my Brain sane on a cloudy day when this nigga's Feelin' insane. But it's okay 'cause the dank is In my pocket. If you want a match, you Get some swisher then we spark it. Live long and prosper, a nigga on my Spock Shit. Third eye open so the wicked better watch It. The cops, they is so sick, no respect For the bacon. Said these niggas out here cakin' And the piggies steady hatin'. They can't handle the new shit. So put your hand on the floor, put the Handle to nuisance. The system is polluted and I'm Sick of all the bullshit. And I think that I'ma have to prove it. Get the fully auto Shooter, the crowd of these bitch niggas. We too loud for this shit, nigga. And I'm proud of your bitch, nigga. 'Cause she can handle what I need, including cookin' My food and rollin' weed. She can't even hit it, though. She just sit back and take the clouds of Smoke from the young motherfuckin' indigo, go. I been smokin' blunts, gettin' high. I see things with my eye, they ask me How I know. I been smokin' blunts, gettin' high. I see things with my eye, they ask me How I know. Blue shit, dream tight with it. So high, fly a kite with it. Bet I be asleep for the night hittin'. It's quite different when you grow up in the Trap. I ain't never payin' shit 'cause it just Sit up in my lap. Roll a sack to The pack, bill. Nigga, shit just got real. Pop a pill, a little different than your Advil. It's mad trill, Kill Bill meets the Wonderland. Tunes and it's animatin', got me in another land. Contraband in the other hand. Doin' drugs 'cause the government be fuckin' with my Freedom, man. I'll be the damn lead man when The time come. Rally to the snare drum, rowdy 'cause we fear none. I'm gettin' drunk, the master Gon' come out of me. Blasted with a pound Of weed, headed for catastrophe. Faster than a motherfucker, niggas couldn't catch my Feet. Had the SBs for the steez, was a Hackin' feat. Jack and Beats, but I'm just payin' Homage to the masterpiece. My verbals couldn't sign the lease, so I'ma need Your checks now. Bet a thou' on that shit, watch it flip To a milli' in a minute, I ain't trippin'. Still sippin', maybe purple, maybe different. I just wanna lean to the White House tippin'. Havin' vivid dreams where that lifestyle different. All I have is premonitions and a sprite with Prescriptions. Uh. Yeah, still trippin', I'm still trippin'. When it start to feel real different. Uh, you still sippin'. Always listen to the trillion inches. Uh. I been gettin' high. I been gettin' high. High. I been smokin' blunts, gettin' high. I see things with my eye, they ask me How I know. They ask me how I know. I been smokin' blunts, gettin' high. Been gettin' high. I see things with my eye, They ask me how I know. Yeah.