Exquisite

[Hook:Pierre] Sitting back with my feet up Like a boss Gotta pocket full of reefer Finna get lit You don't wanna miss this This is that Exquisite 3x Sitting back with my feet up Like a boss Gotta pocket full of reefer Finna get lit You don't wanna miss this This is that Equisite 3x [Verse1:Rolo] Exquisite in my blunt make a fuck nigga hush Cause its that loud, way too high can't come down Wanna fuck with me better bring yo plane ticket If you ain't got it nigga you can't hit it All my niggas they love to get high, fuckin all these bitches Telling hoes lies, when i sober up i just tell them i was high so don't be mad at my lies It's so evil how sour diesel make me rock the mic like bennie segal Nigga i smoke i don't have no reason, Roll it, Smoke it, Love it, Burn it Kinda like you had it sitting in the oven not quite though Kush got more colors than a rainbow Everybody know, that rolo got good smoke Like a forest fire, except this one starts with a lighter Niggas say they high, im getting higher Nigga said he ball but the boy's a lair Shorty got high & showed me she's a biter I'an even tripping cause a freak's required If smoking was my job i'd never retire Cause i keep that Exquisite My chill ass niggas be chilling My smoking ass niggas be smoking But none of my niggas be choking But all these hoes be hoeing So i tapped that like a loud pack Don't touch that, you'll get smacked My niggas got big gats So any beef they handle that Don't got time for that I'm to high for that.. [Hook:Pierre] Sitting back with my feet up Like a boss Gotta pocket full of reefer Finna get lit You don't wanna miss this This is that Equisite 3x Sitting back with my feet up Like a boss Gotta pocket full of reefer Finna get lit You don't wanna miss this This is that Equisite 3x [Verse2:Pierre Kicked back with my feet up All my niggas around me, Better ease up Yo I'm Finna come through Nigga turn up And I got a few blunts we can burn up Nigga Can't lie I'm kinda lifted 3 0 3 that exquisite If you haven't tried this then you missing,out on this flame nigga hit this.. That mob bumping through your speakers So if you fuckin with our shit you better tweet us In about 2 years niggas can't reach us Catch in Cali chillin smoker reefer All this gold make you have a seizure Got a bad bitch, she on her knees bruh Makin me never ever wanna leave her But I ain't even gonna front ima have to leave her, yes All my niggas be packing & all my niggas stay toking None of my niggas be Rollin Cause we don't fuck with those pills All my niggas is trill G.38 ro toting that steel You a fuck nigga just stay still That mob we in for the kill And all these house hoes they wanna fuck me Cause I'm bout to get a deal & these hoes don't really love me Yes I know that they ain't real So I smash no cuffin These are top notch hoes that were fuckin Tryna turn nothing into something Everything is what we runnin