Why dont I just make another latenight smoking song Joints or Pipes or Blunts or Dabb-I take hits from the bong Aye bro dont you see me standing here Im so high I think Im gonna need some landing gear Got a slow swag cuz I blow that Sticky icky Mississippi- that Dro pack That OG Y'all know me You can smell thay shit from the nose bleed Fuck with my team we'll make ya nose bleed Aint none of your team gone oppose me Aint none of my team that aint rode for me Your team looking iffy so-so to me I came wit a bag- bankroll on me I got the game in the bag- that's groceries Ya'll hating mothafukaz aint fly like this Just light the spliff get high to this Ya'll aint see this coming-coming from the Sipp You wont see me running- I tote the clip Blazing all night and day Amazing feeling this way Trunk bangin while im switching lanes Im swangin in the Lonestar State Ive got the remedy...this psychoactive activity Just might enhance my ability to body tracks so ea-si-ly just leisurely just feature me The Ripper make beats Rest IN Peace You drink alcohol and think you Al Capone If you run up on me I got my weapon drawn That's Billy the Kid-my flow sicker than sick Im tryna stack up my chips till Im richer than rich But that don't come as easy as it sounds I'm dodging 2 time while Im tryna make a sell They plotting they scheming they wanna see me fail But I can't stop won't stop-till I'm in the ground MARYJANE ease my stress and anxiety Im watching for the ops and the cops still eying me In the cut-lit blunt...still you'll be finding me No matter where im at I got a lighter and some fire weed