We were the freshmen with some 'cess in hand, a joint with a spliff in it
But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers
Just take a look at this joint. it gives the chills
But somethin' was always missin' like six digits
I need the spark, spark the joint filled with tree bark
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick
Times out, this joint is ticking, tick tick
But i made it out alive holdin a joint in my mouth
I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows
Whether its a bong or a joint ill be draining it of contents, like im in the projects,
In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends
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