Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
When I'm running low you know I make it spread
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you sayin
Know you smell the flavors when I put it in the air
I got Indica, sativa, it's whatever I don't care
In the bay we smoking strong and I don't know who can compare
You ain't gotta go look over there cause I got it
Lemme take you on a ride through the westcoast
Lowriders, hydraulics, hotboxing hella smoke
Can't even choose hit the stiiizy or the cookie sto
Before we hit the road might have to get em both
Walk up in the building and they know me by my name
I got my favorite girl with me
Call her Mary Jane
High as f*ck bouta make a club run mane
High as f*ck bouta make another club run mane
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
When I'm running low you know I make it spread
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you sayin
Know you smell the flavors when I put it in the air
I got Indica, sativa, it's whatever I don't care
In the bay we smoking strong and I don't know who can compare
You ain't gotta go look over there cause I got it
Gary Paton got me feelin slow kinda lazy
Back in them days purple haze was my main thing
Mixing gushers with the skittles it's a candy cane
Rolling cookies while I drive it's a bay thing
Got the backpack boys in the backseat
Roll a quarter of the runtz in a fronto leaf
Get it for the low I ain't stupid you can't tax me
You ain't gotta look over there cuz I got it
Lemme take you on a ride through the westcoast
Lowriders, hydraulics, hotboxing hella smoke
Can't even choose hit the stiiizy or the cookie sto
Before we hit the road might have to get em both
Walk up in the building and they know me by my name
I got my favorite girl with me
Call her Mary Jane
High as f*ck bouta make a club run mane
High as f*ck bouta make another club run mane
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
Roll up when I get up out the bed
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you saying
Know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
Kno know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
Know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
You ain't gotta go and look over there cause I got it
Crisdina - I Got It Lyrics
Crisdina - I Got It Lyrics
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English
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
When I'm running low you know I make it spread
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you sayin
Know you smell the flavors when I put it in the air
I got Indica, sativa, it's whatever I don't care
In the bay we smoking strong and I don't know who can compare
You ain't gotta go look over there cause I got it
Lemme take you on a ride through the westcoast
Lowriders, hydraulics, hotboxing hella smoke
Can't even choose hit the stiiizy or the cookie sto
Before we hit the road might have to get em both
Walk up in the building and they know me by my name
I got my favorite girl with me
Call her Mary Jane
High as f*ck bouta make a club run mane
High as f*ck bouta make another club run mane
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
When I'm running low you know I make it spread
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you sayin
Know you smell the flavors when I put it in the air
I got Indica, sativa, it's whatever I don't care
In the bay we smoking strong and I don't know who can compare
You ain't gotta go look over there cause I got it
Gary Paton got me feelin slow kinda lazy
Back in them days purple haze was my main thing
Mixing gushers with the skittles it's a candy cane
Rolling cookies while I drive it's a bay thing
Got the backpack boys in the backseat
Roll a quarter of the runtz in a fronto leaf
Get it for the low I ain't stupid you can't tax me
You ain't gotta look over there cuz I got it
Lemme take you on a ride through the westcoast
Lowriders, hydraulics, hotboxing hella smoke
Can't even choose hit the stiiizy or the cookie sto
Before we hit the road might have to get em both
Walk up in the building and they know me by my name
I got my favorite girl with me
Call her Mary Jane
High as f*ck bouta make a club run mane
High as f*ck bouta make another club run mane
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
Roll up when I get up out the bed
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you saying
Know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
Kno know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
Know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
You ain't gotta go and look over there cause I got it
Light it up and then I take it to the head
When I'm running low you know I make it spread
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you sayin
Know you smell the flavors when I put it in the air
I got Indica, sativa, it's whatever I don't care
In the bay we smoking strong and I don't know who can compare
You ain't gotta go look over there cause I got it
Lemme take you on a ride through the westcoast
Lowriders, hydraulics, hotboxing hella smoke
Can't even choose hit the stiiizy or the cookie sto
Before we hit the road might have to get em both
Walk up in the building and they know me by my name
I got my favorite girl with me
Call her Mary Jane
High as f*ck bouta make a club run mane
High as f*ck bouta make another club run mane
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
When I'm running low you know I make it spread
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you sayin
Know you smell the flavors when I put it in the air
I got Indica, sativa, it's whatever I don't care
In the bay we smoking strong and I don't know who can compare
You ain't gotta go look over there cause I got it
Gary Paton got me feelin slow kinda lazy
Back in them days purple haze was my main thing
Mixing gushers with the skittles it's a candy cane
Rolling cookies while I drive it's a bay thing
Got the backpack boys in the backseat
Roll a quarter of the runtz in a fronto leaf
Get it for the low I ain't stupid you can't tax me
You ain't gotta look over there cuz I got it
Lemme take you on a ride through the westcoast
Lowriders, hydraulics, hotboxing hella smoke
Can't even choose hit the stiiizy or the cookie sto
Before we hit the road might have to get em both
Walk up in the building and they know me by my name
I got my favorite girl with me
Call her Mary Jane
High as f*ck bouta make a club run mane
High as f*ck bouta make another club run mane
Roll up when I get up out the bed
Light it up and then I take it to the head
Roll up when I get up out the bed
This shit loud I ain't hearing what you saying
Know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
Kno know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
Know you smell the flavors when I put em in the air
You ain't gotta go and look over there cause I got it
Writer: Jelani Giddens, Crisdina Rojo
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