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Yo, Mike, you gonna get, um, Taylor Gang tattooed, man? Taylor Gang? (Yeah) absolutely, I'm waitin' for the roller to finish rollin' (yeah) And we're gonna really smoke all day here Yeah, I got you one right here if you need it, here Really? Oh, to keep me warm (Khalifa Kush) Thank you so much, there you go (see you) Keep some KK on deck, can I get that lighter? Tell me some-, no (oh, you smokin' now?) yeah, I got to, man, I got to, man Alright, so this is gonna be the weed smokin' episode Yep, season five, we keepin' it live I'm the type to roll another one up Relax your mind and unwind when you with me Eyes real low, take it slow, you don't wanna leave Turn your phone off, you right where you wanna be Rollin' up another one, ridin' in the front seat 'Bout to take another 'shroom, try it, then you gon' see Sayin' that they player, but they lyin' to you, they ain't P Push a button, drop the top, you ridin' with a real G There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry (woo kid) Watch gifted, new Ferrari unlisted Billionaire, so when I walk in, they treat me different Comin' up with new floor plans, I'm real specific Rollin' up when I want to, Kush taste terrific You could blink if you want to, you probably missed it I'm walkin' 'round with my dogs loose, you probably fenced in I'm chillin' 'round bean bags and all this incense I'm never gon' tap out, I go the distance There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry Try and get your paper up before you try hate on us There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry Ain't lettin' no dirt touch it, that's how you know I'm in love with it There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry Top down, swingin' all my locs 'round, gettin' money There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry I love my life, I bet you wish you could live it for me I'm the type to roll another one up Relax your mind and unwind when you with me Eyes real low, take it slow, you don't wanna leave Turn your phone off, you right where you wanna be Rollin' up another one, ridin' in the front seat 'Bout to take another 'shroom, try it, then you gon' see Sayin' that they player, but they lyin' to you, they ain't P Push a button, drop the top, you ridin' with a real G And after me, there won't be another That's why my son need a little brother They can take care of each other Handle my business, so my whole family's covered I take a chick and turn her to a cone stuffer Kush lover, if you ever need a pound, give you a good number And a heartbeat won't even stutter, last minute, beat the buzzer There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry Try and get your paper up before you try hate on us There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry Ain't lettin' no dirt touch it, that's how you know I'm in love with it There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry Top down, swingin' all my locs 'round, gettin' money There's no smokin' in my Ferrari, sorry I love my life, I bet you wish you could live it for me I'm the type to roll another one up Relax your mind and unwind when you with me Eyes real low, take it slow, you don't wanna leave Turn your phone off, you right where you wanna be Rollin' up another one, ridin' in the front seat 'Bout to take another 'shroom, try it, then you gon' see Sayin' that they player, but they lyin' to you, they ain't P Push a button, drop the top, you ridin' with a real G
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Jeremy Kulosek Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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