We could waste the night with an old film Smoke a little weed on my couch in the back room Hideaway.

Puff puff pass.

We used to lay up and then stay up Have sex and then blow dank I shouldn't have played no games with you, just levelled up my rank.

Spending every day chilling in July getting high There's no jobs at all, we just trying to get by.

California boy, I was raised in Oakland Land of the grapes, everyday we smokin.

I like to drink, I like to smoke I like to chill and get high In my California state of mind.

She know the deal, we fuck second and we blaze first.

I twist one up, burn a zap to myself And I don't give a fuck if it's bad for my health I'm mad stressed out.

There were days when Kean was looking a little green from the amount of cigarettes we were having him smoke

Do you mind if I don't smoke