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von Javier Lopez & Reyes Ballenatos

What is you saying, my money insane
I'm fresh off the plane, I'm rolling a plan
Go wide as you plan, let's stick to the plan
The weed is so good that it stick to my hand
It come from the land, I know I'm the man
Bought a few packs, I throw a few in
I don't understand, I know what you pan
I smoke till it's gone, I grow it again

It ain't nothing to get that zip off
It ain't nothing to get that zip off

I was smoking trees at the party actin narly
I got hundred pounds of weed talking shorty, what you need
Kush be so strong, get it once, it's hard to breathe
Have you coughing up a lung, so much smoke you tryna leave
Blowing up a nigga phone, what I tell your ass
Talking about that pack, I ain't tryna save your ass
Goddamn, Rollie on my wrist, doubie in my fist
Sipping on the crisp, definitely going to jail if I take a piss
It ain't nothing to get that tip off
Arm out the window, it ain't nothing to get that clip off
It ain't nothing to knock your clique off
Put it in her mouth, I swear she try to suck my dick off
Goddamn

It ain't nothing to get that zip off
It ain't nothing to get that zip off
28 grams in a Ziploc
It ain't nothing to get that zip off

Got one rolled up, you should roll one, too
Let's get fucked up, girl, you know how we do
What time, what place, drink gin, no chase
First time all up, next time, call us
Don't hit the bong, get this smoke, it's bad
Say you smoking strong but it's wrong, you've been smoking trash
It ain't in my lungs if it ain't that pressure
First thing in the morning grab my drink from off the dresser
Keep my OG in a jar 'cause I like it fresh
Said he'd hit the weed, he ain't ready yet
Steady flexing on these children like I'm Willie Nelson
Your discretion come to drugs, I got a big selection

It ain't nothing to get that zip off
It ain't nothing to get that zip off
28 grams in a Ziploc
It ain't nothing to get that zip off