This is a song about "Time is a i need and your ass is grass"

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

We just sit around a lazy ass and blaze the grass, hit the trees,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

'till i rap and your ass is spaced out like captain kirk

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Probably won't last long, you know it's been a while

In your ass impression fuck a freestyle this is thee style

The year is twenty-ten and i need a saw

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw