Gravy & Celery

[Intro: Maffew Ragazino] Tap the bottle, twist a cap [Hook: Maffew Ragazino] I can't lie Sometimes I Sip a little, smoke a little Go to cloud nine Totin' pine, fine greenery Round trip, no luggage necessary G To Jupiter, switch up the scenery No passport but I'm where I need to be VSOP, like green weed Best of both worlds, gravy and celery [Verse 1: Maffew Ragazino] Give me a pound of your best I'll blow that bitch down 'til it ain't nothing left I'm higher than a nigga that be feeling so depressed I'm having the best time of my life, I confess Ain't nothing wrong with smoking a little sess When you're posted up and wanna feel exactly like you left Earth, and went to another planet What I smoke is so funkadelic There ain't no need to bag it Snatch it off the branches and stuff it inside a jar What you smoke is so bogus So I ain't fuckin' with y'all Shit'll give you headaches Get you some Tylenol I'm seeing dinosaurs, controlling the Avatar James Camer-on is what I be smoking on And I'm going green, no paper Smoke it right out the bong (Ha) So eco-friendly BBM smiley face, he's so friendly jeez [Hook] [Verse 2] I don't fuck with Backwoods But my bitch roll it My bitch rollin' off the double stacks, zonin' Goin', goin', gone My pupils glowin' My dixie cup runnin', it's overflowin' My speech slurry, my vision blurry But a nigga still sip and he still smokin' Hennessy, buy the whole gallon When you mix the ice tea it'll taste like a Long Island This that White Widow mixed with the Afghani That I got from my white-boy connect from Long Island Exotic, I ain't fuckin' with no reggie You know I'm good for it, he ain't trippin' off the fetty Musical Youth, bredren you know the medley Pass the dutchie pon the left, you are ready I be steaming like the cleaners Smoking on the greenest Fire, pasheeshes [Hook] [Outro] Yeah Sometimes, sometimes you really gotta zone out Roll somethin' Brown paper, white paper, whatever Don't be racist Smoke somethin', drink somethin' Smoke somethin', drink somethin' nigga