Smoke Sumthin’

Chorus

If you got sumthin’ smoke sumthin’
Load sumthin roll sumthin’
Okay okay okay inhale sumthin’
This beat is speakin’ for itself
You know this shit is bumpin’

Verse 1

Room engulfed in cloud of smoke
Come as you are leave on a high note
Feet on the ground man no not close
Smoke so thick that you just might choke
Silver Star Cush the strain
This beat is off the chain
Elevate you while I entertain
In my city you should come and see me
Everyday we celebratin’ life like it was 420
Keep me locked in when I’m the run
See me on the bill you should probably come
Guaranteed we gon’ be smokin’ some
Most likely some of Oregon’s finest
Too sticky icky for my fingers
I can barely grind it
Don’t criticize just legalize
I’m a smoke my dro’ my friends
And no I won’t apologize
Don’t criticize just legalize
I’m a smoke my dro’ my friends
And no I won’t apologize for nuthin’

If you got sumthin’ smoke sumthin’
Load sumthin roll sumthin’
Okay okay okay inhale sumthin’
This beat is speakin’ for itself
You know this shit is bumpin’

Repeat

Out here we keep it Chip Kelly
(Green Baby)
Almost got me tossed out at the Hotelly
I’m talkin’ two joints three cops
I hid the evidence between the mattress let ‘em knock
All day non-stop
Handle my functions at a higher level
Why not
Go ‘head and smoke sumthin’
If you wonderin’ what I’m doin’
Man I’m probably puffin’
Yeah I’m probably puffin’
Find me at the Moda Center blazin’ sumthin’
I’m a smoke weed fro the rest of my life
Hydroplane when I take that flight
No ring on her finger but she still my wife
Am I high enough yet man no not quite
Gateway drug I can’t buy that there
Everywhere I go people stop and stare
Blow smoke in the air like I just don’t care
You assume I do by the length of my hair
So fuck it
I’m not gonna disappoint ya
Confirmin’ your assumptions
Hassle me when I come thru customs

If you got sumthin’ smoke sumthin’
Load sumthin roll sumthin’
Okay okay okay inhale sumthin’
This beat is speakin’ for itself
No doubt this shit is bumpin’

Repeat

Yeah, red, gold, and green
Blood, gold, the land they stole
The colors of my team
A million miles away from home
Natty dread no brush and comb
Blue dream off in a snow cone
Like a 1-2-2 or 2-3 I’m in a zone
Yeah, I still get ill when I touch that pill
When it come to this here
Man I got that skill
Vet type game never find me in the field
But damn
Shorty rock done caught my eye
Wasn’t even plannin’ on it but she just that fly
Yeah, my will is strong
My flesh is weak
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Like a Miami summer I feel the heat
Oh boy
Them hips the swayin’
Her second body language I like what it’s sayin’
I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t
Got me contemplatin’ friends wit’ benefits
But no commitment what

If you got sumthin’ smoke sumthin’
Load sumthin roll sumthin’
Okay okay okay inhale sumthin’
This beat is speakin’ for itself
No doubt this shit is bumpin’

Repeat