Left My Weed

Hey Bro who got smoke?

Swisher sweet, backwood, fronto, sky zone

Pure hemp what I roll

And a nigga need one pronto, I'm on

High as a kite tho, Og seasoned cilantro I blow

I think I left my wallet and lighter in El Segundo

I can't believe it, believe it

I do this shit every time (every time), damn

Get so very high and forget

What I needed, I needed

Did one of y'all see if I, damn

Searching like CSI, yeah

Cause I fucked around and left my weed

I fucked around and left my weed

I gotta go and get my weed

Or somebody gotta pull up on me, yeah

Oh Yeah

Yeah, pull up to front, party going live

Everybody happy when the Dogg arrive

Boss in the building, party with a real one

Pocket full of racks, still number one bonafide

Show you right, post up with a few bottles, a few models

Make a toast to the boss life, I do the honors

I make the hits to make the deals to make the dollars

And I smoke to that

Reaching in my Louie bag

Tryna find that King Louie stash

Yeah I'm bout to do em bad

Baby wanna take a flick

I'm like "Cool make it quick cause I still can't find my shit"

Reach a little deeper, now I'm mad

No weed in the party, all bad

I'm in the parking lot, heading to the whip

Cause now this party ain't shit

I Can't believe it, believe it

I do this shit every time, damn

Get so very high and forget

What I needed, I needed

Did one of ya'll see if I, damn

Searching like CSI, yeah

Cause I fucked around and left my weed

I fucked around and left my weed

I gotta go and get my weed

Or somebody gotta pull up on me, yeah

Oh Yeah

All shit I did it again

Nigga moving too quick, tryna get with my friends

To get fucked up, I coffee cups and the brewskis

But hold up, I noticed I'm missing my ooo wees

Like Snoop D, I need at least 2 sweets to soothe me

Blunt wraps, swishers and loose leafs

Now I got to go back to the crib

Try to sneak in, hope my gal don't shoot me

Thinking I'm lying, trying to have a good time

Barbecue, music, and good vibes

Wonder should I, make a call to come thru with an Ounce

When Damn I got two at the house

Now I got to make a decision

Should I hit the back door with precision?

Or maybe I should bum from my coffee brothers

They be gotting Red Dead Redemption vision

I Can't believe it, believe it

I do this shit every time, damn

Get so very high and forget

What I needed, I needed

Did one of ya'll see if I, damn

Searching like CSI, yeah

Cause I fucked around and left my weed

I fucked around and left my weed

I gotta go and get my weed

Or somebody gotta pull up on me, yeah

Oh Yeah

Hey Bro who got smoke?

Swisher sweet, backwood, fronto, sky zone

Pure hemp what I roll

And a nigga need one pronto, I'm on