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Ayy, ayy, ayy Wake up
, flame up
Same cup
, same kush
Eyes low as fuck,
I ain't ever comin' down,
uh
Wake up, I reach for my
bong I grab my lighter 'cause
I know it's not gone
Hit that shit before I check
my phone Got a jar for
every flavor like a candy store
Little sour in the grinder got
me talkin' slow White Widow got
me stuck, but I still want
more Wax in the container lookin'
like gold bricks Diamonds in the
dab , fat ass drip Shatter
on the paper make that bitch
stick If this ain't loud,
I don't wanna hear shit I
get high all day every day
Smoke so much I forget what
the fuck I was gon' say
Three strains in a blunt,
that's ménage Roll it fat,
light it up,
that's a threesome in my lungs,
damn I get high all day
every day
If it ain't top shelf,
get that weak ass shit out
my face We stay fried,
fuck bein' okay Eyes red,
brain gone,
but I like it that way
Break down three bags on
a clean glass plate Little gas,
little fruit,
little OG Dank Spread wax on
the wrap like I'm frostin' cake
Roll it in diamonds,
then I dip it in the
resin Make the whole thing glazed
Roll it in kief,
lick the seam,
then I paint that bitch Cover
it up in keef 'til it
look snow thick Diamonds on the
outside, diamonds in my hits Every
puff feel like a rocket in
my chest That's lit
I get high all day every
day
Smoke so much I forget what
the fuck I was gon' say
Three strains in a blunt,
that's ménage Roll it fat,
light it up,
that's a threesome in my lungs,
goddamn I get high all day
every day
If it ain't top shelf,
get that weak ass shit out
my face We stay fried,
fuck bein' okay Eyes red,
brain gone,
but I like it that way,
ayy Hotbox the whip 'til
the world go black
Pass that shit,
better pass it back
You can keep your stress,
keep your cap I just need
more green in a plastic wrap
Cough so hard that my chest
might crack But I hit that
bitch 'til I can't relax Whole
life smell like a fresh packed
bag If they hate that shit,
they can kiss my ass
I get high all day every
day
Smoke so much I forget what
the fuck I was gon' say
Three strains in a blunt,
that's ménage Roll it fat,
light it up,
that's a threesome in my lungs,
damn I get high all day
every day
If it ain't top shelf,
get that weak ass shit out
my face We stay fried,
fuck bein' okay Eyes red,
brain gone,
but I like it that way,
ayy