Smokin on that doja I done got a bag for cheap, nigga
Eyes barely open and I'm glued to the backseat
Boosie took another hit and then he passed it back to me
This shit must got something in it, niggas slipped some crack on me
Ain't no crack up in the windows I can barely even breathe
Got me fumblin' and trippin' almost passed the blunt to C
Got it cloudy in the Bentley niggas squintin tryin' to see
And they don't know what time it is but I know it's time to eat
Ridin' dirty bumpin, ridin' dirty know how that shit be
One day your hear and the next day you goin on repeat
With that nine up in my reach right now dyin' ain't for me
Mayne this pine got me sleepy but I'm too high to go to sleep
Bust a hooty when you rollin' potent as you s'posed to be
You be rollin' and smokin' 'em back to back consistently
Keep movin' blunts to phillies, zees, and swisha sweets
Yeah savage really don't care just put that shit in the air


- straight fiya