Roll Up

[Hook] Big Steve I roll up Roll grapes in the bay, all day I can't see straight Ok..Okay I roll up Roll grapes in the bay, all day I can't see straight Ok..Okay Nic Nac Ey, Blow Grapes in the bay All day, OK? I can't see straight Im gone, and im never coming back I just took a hit of that grand daddy fat But the Kush got me lifted Like a present, Big Steve, I'm gifted She got me on her on her wish list, no christmas Like a blunt, once its gone, you gon' miss it Im rollin up like a sleeping bag Nic Nac I byong, you ain't hittin that And if i can't buy a swisher I be really mad And if my bitch dont smoke then its really bad But i love it when my weed's all purpley You know me, i only get the coke in my slurpee Im usually with the 6 riding through Berkley In Toby, Errrrrr, swerving [Hook] Rye Bread Yeah, so go ahead and pass the blunt my way And they wonder why Im high all day? Every swisher's being packed with them grapes Coming straight from the bay smelling like that stanky, stank As baby girl flips another plane Im smoking on a chop, wonderin how im functioning Satellite high, yea im chillin on the milky way Catch me in the sky with a lighter and an 1/8th of grapes, floating Fess Im superman high, call me Clark Kent Roll down the windows let the car vent In the days of the purple haze And my tree blue and grey call it Devil Ray Yeah, getting settled in the settler Baby girl going bad they should settle her Now we paper plane cruising Eat a meal, take a nap and we're snoozing [Hook] Fess We in the drop-top So take a hit, relax and take your top off Young Fess no chase with my pop off Yeah, and im hot like salsa Yeah, and I smoke like im Rasta Baby girl I wish you was a sack and I could cop ya No like baby, im with the 6 and we rollin in the bay, baby Goose Im smoking tough and im hella high Late night, northern lights gotta pass the time I need my blunt rolled tight so i can sleep Not burning spice, eyes red like like a stop light, floatin high In the air, im poullution, Starting Six bitch and you know we real zooted Its young frug, and I didn't cop the sack I got it for that grizbie and my minds off track, going crazy [Hook]