Fruit Rolled Up

I love to smoke a lot never see me now

High up in the sky I go

Call up everyone I know and ask em who got it

Let's roll up

I'm smoking pound after pound

I always stay up , I never come down

My eyes are super hippie

Kinda low , lookin chinkie

I'm never shitty

I smoke so much I smoke so much

I don't know what I don't know what

Whaaaat ? *cough cough*

Roll me up that chocolate blunt

I call that my sweet weed

Sweeter than swisher sweets

Mary Jane in my brain

Fulfill my needs , I never say please

I just smoked on her bushy tree

Blowing out clouds and clouds

Yeah I'm floatin on em

Now I announce that I just shitted on em

Piss on your face like a urinal

'Cause I'm the stoner boy general

Get it through your skull

*chorus*

Who got that fucking Mary Jane

Make me go fuckin insane

Makes me feel like I have no brain

I go so hard in the bain

I like that shit that just stank

Make me go crazy

Fucking back , kicking it

Like I'm fucking lazy

I like that sticky green

Lighten up my Christmas tree

So fuckin fly that I am floating

Y'all can get on me

Levels where I wanna be

Ain't no ones comparison

I'm fuckin up , but so what

I just smoked another blunt you fucks

Fuck me , no fuck you twice and backwards

See I do it real slick

No slackers

I be like Howard packers

Uploads and downloads

Bitch I got this shit

In the up neck chokehold

*chorus*

Yeah I'm bat lil nigga bout to keep the block hot

And I got them bitches scared when they hear the glock cock

Told you motha fuckas I'm nothing but top notch

And my timing is so perfect you can check a stop watch

Gun so big

Shot out a rocket

Take a niggas head and put it in my pocket

This day forward got this game on lock

Guarantee you niggas ima blow the spot

Turn the shit up

You ain't heard nothin like this

Y'all niggas think you're hard cause you're in the club and crisp

No you nervous man if I was you I'd be pissed

When you finally get a shot , you get dismissed

I'm the little nigga making money by the acres