You Can Put It in a Zag, I'mma Put It in a Blunt

(Yo Devin... What up cuh)

(It's the Big Mac... Yeah, I got this new shit right here, man)

(You might wanna hit this)

You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt

You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front

No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter

'Cause I got what they want

You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt

You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front

No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter

'Cause I got what they want

They say all day we play and blow

See, this is the only thing we know

I blow kush again, on the push again

With a bad, little, cute, little Mexican

Zig Zag how I roll mine

You can tell I be a G, how I hold mine

I ain't into loaning shit, I'ma own mine

Bitch, fuck with me, stumble on a gold mine

Break bread or fake dead

Punk bitch, this is real life

Executive Branch; What it feel like?

Catch me if you can, I'm your local kush man

Sitting in the stands with 100 grams in my pants

And I blow, so much smoke

Pure OG, hit it once might choke

See I'ma go kick it with a bitch I can poke

And you can ride too, High School, take a toke

You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt

You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front

No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter

'Cause I got what they want

You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt

You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front

No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter

'Cause I got what they want

Uhh, no stems, no seeds

Mac gave me all the class that a nigga need

Just taught my old bitch how to roll weed

And a nigga ridin with me getting high with me

Squares are revvin to my young nigga Devin

Got to hangin' out with Mac

And now we're 24 7

On the go, smoking dro

Deep on the Westside

Bangin where it's hood at