500 Degrees

Loud Loud That shit is like a automated message that Loud you feel me? 500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 5-500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab I wanna feel the beach sand beneath my toes We sun bathing plenty munchies in between my 0's From Key West to Barbados on a speed boat Half naked these hoes Always getting at me Cuz my chest hairy like I'm Zangief Top shelf smoking and you can't reach Top down revving gas breaking thru the land speed record I'm a damn G Joint Cheefs family Now the money talking different you can't understand me Jets Skis pulling up Sunny days smokey nights tell me that it's not enough We don't waste not a puff If you not tryna ride the wave girl we gotta truck Blowing trees 500 degrees hot to the touch 500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 5-500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 500 degrees I'm Geo the Rican but I'm blazing in Belize Smoking by the ocean homie I can feel the breeze Droning how I'm floating but I drown my enemies Every time I'm rolling I'm not passing it's for me We call that a Joint Cheef luxury Bud bars dope beats Joint Cheef summary Way I slice a slab that's a Joint Cheefs cutlery Marijuana music that's a Joint Cheefs company Use to make fun of me Said I'm wasting money on the Marijuana now I got marijuana funding me Started growing grass now all I see are money trees Rosin looking buttery Just smother me 500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 5-500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 500 degrees but I dab at 580 lungs lazy Hash rosin make my senses go crazy When it comes to 6 star I dab at 550 is you wit me Got my mothership and gliding thru the city Yea I'm picky Need my tool I don't like my fingers sticky Or you could pass the torch cuz I brought some rosin wit me Yours is shitty That's a pity C.R.C. change the color of your middies I don't smoke regs but yea I am a hippy Cold cure hash gotta stir and give a whippy Smoke it up and light it quickly Getting high getting lifty Peanut butter breath but I ain't talking skippy 500 degrees so you know it don't melt quickly Loud 500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 5-500 degrees when you see me take a dab It's like driving thru the city I just love to burn the gas Shorty said she got no weed Tell that bitch to take a cab We up in dispensaries We gon' tell em to run the tab 5-500 degrees