A1

Duration

2:54

Genres

Urban

Description

Lyrics

(Chorus) Anytime a nigga see me, stroll up Keep a lighter on me full time, roll up After this I need to get one, more blunt Matter fact I think I got some, on tuck Pour a cup and hand it over here, now hit this It will make you start floating, then drift Elevated like the top floor, Im A1 Weed bag getting empty, cuz I aint done (1st verse) Re up on another bag, then slide out You aint even gotta ask me, I high, Nigga you could never get no, higher, you should come and fuck with our, supplier Tilting like a slant/ keep green like a plant aint no type I can inhale/ fuck with nothing dry & stale Negative on the sale/ hell naw, not ya boy Shop for it wholesale/ coming straight from the source Chill kick back cool out and count it up/ what Im rolling too sticky Just get the blade and chop it up Burning that tropical just a part of my city life True Atlanta city type, show you what my city like Everywhere I go Im high or burning green Thing is, I be all the places you cant be Whip gliding down the street/ bogard lanes with ease Putting traffic in the breeze, Light it up and breathe (verse 2) Im coolin, dont keep asking me why I smoke/ in case you aint notice, I never ask why you dont I be super duper high, super stupid high/ smoke so many blunts at night man I wake up fried They say Im under the inlfuence thats making me wonder/ Im high as a motherfucker what you mean by under?? My league of tree certified and official/ no inspection necessary nigga go get the swisher YUP, I be smoking, YUP, I be drinking/ BUT, I rotate them both so I never get addicted Remember my first bag, burnt it down to the last/ then went and bought me a book, on how to grow me some plants Fuck it Roll up another one, just like the other one/ fall through the block again Im posted with my partna nem Roll that shit shawty match that shit, pass that shit nigga thats that shiiiiiiit!!