herb - Flatbush Zombies

I love pussy like Young M.A.

I love weed like the S-N-double-O-P

She call me a dog, but I don’t sweat 'em like Keith, nope

Money on my mind, hah, acid by the liter

Shawty in a thong, walk around like she Lita

Gotta get the bag, secure the bag, then roll the reef up

Smoke a lot of reefer, think my last name is Khalifa

I like white wine before I digs into a freak-a

You get yours, I get mine and then repeat-a

Pussy so good I had to throw it in a freezer

And my weed so good, got me feelin' like I need ya

Then I woke up and had amnesia, then I

Get the lighter, roll the sticky, let’s get high (Let's get high)

I smoke the finest, save that shit for them other guys (Them other guys)

The highest in the building, them niggas liars (Them niggas liars)

What’s in your stash?

What’s in your bag?

Yeah, what’s your type?

(What's your type?)

If she with me then you know that she a rider (She a rider)

That Mary with me so you know I stay on fire (Stay on fire)

Anywhere, I don’t care, I’m gon' light it (Light it)

Anywhere, I don’t care, I’m gon' light it (Light it)

Ayy, clutch the world with such a grip, you know my strength (You know my

strength)

Know I feel like I am way over my head (Over my head)

I could do this every day without a care (Brrt, bah)

Bust a couple grams, you know my nigga came prepared (Let's go, let’s go)

Free my sons in the clink, life is fine, but it stinks

You’re too bold, I give hope to the blind and the meek

I get involved, any with status could fall

Don’t be consumed with the fake, instead, I’m just brushin' it off (Don't touch

him)

If only the money dissolve, I think would send you a hundred to start

Got to be humble 'cause you could be God

Got to be comfortable bein' a star

And I’m alone with the mob, mhm, problem get solved

What do we do in a war?

Mhm, emerge through the fog

Get the lighter, roll the sticky, let’s get high (Let's get high)

I smoke the finest, save that shit for them other guys (Them other guys)

The highest in the building, them niggas liars (Them niggas liars)

What’s in your stash?

What’s in your bag?

Yeah, what’s your type?

(What's your type?)

No⁠— No⁠— Nothing’s more creative than a hater’s imagination

The most dangerous animal on the planet is two-legged

Cosmic retribution, baby, karma gon' getcha

Reality, a marvelous illusion, the simulation

My lyrics bleed through the paper, dodgin' bullets

Runnin' from agents, this ain’t The Matrix

Karma can conquer any complication, love confrontation

Me and Satan have conversations since God ain’t answer me lately,

I’m just sayin'

Intoxication, so far from home, but still my problems waitin'

Havin' conversations with myself and it’s kinda crazy

My pop’s mistake, somehow my mama’s favorite

To be this highly decorated, it takes dedication

I ain’t detonatin' 'til I reach my destination

Enough long-winded conversations, get the chronic blazin'

Get the lighter, roll the sticky, let’s get high (Let's get high)

I smoke the finest, save that shit for them other guys (Them other guys)

The highest in the building, them niggas liars (Them niggas liars)

What’s in your stash?

What’s in your bag?

Yeah, what’s your type?

(What's your type?)

If she with me then you know that she a rider (She a rider)

That Mary with me so you know I stay on fire (Stay on fire)

Anywhere, I don’t care, I’m gon' light it (Light it)

Anywhere, I don’t care, I’m gon' light it (Light it)

Fuck the aft— an— shit