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Right

Ayy, what my homie, Mike P, say?

Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I'mma 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 (aye, all my smokers, ayy, light something up)

Roll the windows up (roll it up right now when I)

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 (shit, yeah)

In seventh grade and shit

I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze and 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 (yeah)

I'm in quarantine, but the weed man pulls up here

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