Let's start
With me and the homies in the backseat
I know it seems like a dream
But you know what I mean
It's so amazing
Keep me blazing every day in between
Cause every time Mary Jane is on my mind
Every day's a roll of J
It's okay
Cause I'd rather feel the hot and feeling numb
It's so dumb when you take a token
Choke, this ain't no joke
When you smoking, I chronic
I want it every day
When I smoke a J
I wanna fly away
I get excited
When I lie, they get it craving
I confide in with the passion for passing
And so I take another hit
I'm in my own zone, stoned
So come and get high
With me
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' blood, smoking chronic weed
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Take a hit to the chest and don't lose rest
Roll to the vest and yes
We feelin' so blessed
Mind complex, slow reflex
Don't really think of my mind as ***
Take a hit, unwind and relax
Kick it and blaze a sack
Pass it to the left, to the right and back
Don't ask, cause I'm too hard to react
Won't blast, I'd rather be
Voice of the flag than a tack
I'm stoned in a ride in a wreck
You know me, I flow, when they thinking
And blowin' clouds, kicking back
Poppin' a pill, feelin' the drill
Feelin' the thrill, but it's so ill
Get much as an order of meal
Feeling like I wanna be fly
Mouth is dry, ready to ride
Checking my dice
So just come get high
So just come get high
So just come get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' blood, smoking chronic weed
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Once again, it's me, the crazy smoker, Puppet G
Rollin' a J every single fuckin' day
Dub-dime sackin', endo-packin'
Takin' a toke, holdin' a smoke
Ain't it ironic when you're smokin' the chronic?
Once again, motherfuckers, I'm feelin' bionic
I take to the sky when I smoke my weed
Don't forget to separate the bud from the seed
Ain't nothin' wrong when hittin' the bone
Smoke it all up like Cheech and Chong
That's right, come and smoke with me tonight, tonight
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' guns, smokin' chronic weed
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Now I'm just kickin' back, blazin' up another sack
It's a fact, when you take another hit
You will never wanna quit
So I'm gonna do it like this
I'm gonna twist the ends, place it up
By myself, on my own
I don't wanna go home
I wanna stay in this room
Drink, it feels so good
It's just the way that I should
Baby, you're the only way that I could
You would've done it like I did
Ever since I was a kid
I used to blazin' with my dogs after school
24-7, I got the best
And so I gotta kick back
Relax, * that
Let's blaze another sack
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' guns, smokin' chronic weed
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' guns, smokin' chronic weed
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' guns, smokin' chronic weed
Come and get high
With me and the homies in the backseat
Come and get high
Rollin' guns, smokin' chronic weed
Thank you.