Letras
Just made a gas run
If you wanna match one
Gotta whole dispensary
Straight hydroponics
If it ain't exotic
Nigga you can't smoke with me
Car like a sauna
Smell like a Rasta
Finna blow a whole a qp
Ain't nothing changed but the day and the money
Still blazin everyday's 4/20
Verse:
Hit the ground running
Straight to the money
8th in the blunt
Smoke when I wanna
Left on a mission
Came back with an onion
Laughing to the bank
but ain't a damn thing funny
I be outta pocket
but she still rock me
She don't even smoke
Cuz her nails too pretty
Never running out
keep a whole lot wit me
Dashin thru the city
Gas never empty
Hook:
Just made a gas run
If you wanna match one
Gotta whole dispensary
Straight hydroponics
If it ain't exotic
Nigga you can't smoke with me
Car like a sauna
Smell like a Rasta
Finna blow a whole a qp
Ain't nothing changed but the day and the money
Still blazin everyday's 4/20
Verse:
Roll one, smoke sum
We inhalevated
I'm in my element
Ain't nothing you can say can phase me
I'm getting hazy
Exotic strains and a blunt we facing
Paper chasing, the flavors fragrant
Run me my payment
I'm into Doja , I'm smoking doja
And counting bills
Rev the engine I'm pushing metal
Just for the thrill
I hit the plug, he hit me back
He threw me out a deal
I roll the earth, and lit the fire
Got hit with a reel
Damn, huh
I think I'm high now
That Kush gave me wings to the moon