Wrap Sumden

[Hook - repeat 2X] Hey this is no lie Me and my niggas gettin high Yo if you look up in the sky You might see us floating by You see Biggie be like "What's Beef?" Me I'm like what's weed? Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke And I'm thanking my reefer chief for making me choke I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong My best friend's a bong and my homies is smokers only I know one day, I'm gone stop But that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig And my momma think that I should quit [Hook] Ya I get high You might see me stroll by In the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye I'm sick now, I think I'm catching glaucoma Standing on the corner, looking for weed donors You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden) Make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors See I smoke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time And I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0 Eyes low from plenty Henny and hydro Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get rich Go platinum and do some shows, and get bloooowwwwwed [Hook] All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more But since I don't some might consider me slow Don't worry though I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash Choking after that but don't the blunt pass "What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up Bag up and make some runs and roll up 5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up Ok made a left so continue to roll up Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them But guaranteed when they leave I'll be smoking again Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab [Hook] Fade [Hook]