| What’s up with that roll up
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| Smokin' dope don’t overdose, no this is not that coca
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| Came up from Corollas need a lookout as we scroll up
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| Hotbox in the ghost we bendin' corners we done blown up
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| Askin me to smoke now, crumble up our own stuff
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| Keep the pack with me I got my weed
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| Yeah, I’m a stoner
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| OG with the cookie bud we mixin' dank aromas
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| Steppin' herbal stunt you smell the reefer in my clothin'
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| Shit that I be glowin, it’s super fuckin' potent
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| Shit, far far far away I’m with the green
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| I’m like Fiona
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| Never cuff a chick but me and Jane we at the altar
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| Everybody know me and they never seen me sober
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| Nigga what the fuck, you mean you ain’t got no dope bruh
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| I was on the hunt to get my pack like I was Balto
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| Where you at like Waldo in this time to pay for drugs though
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| Packs in the back I don’t need no match
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| But that kush go in that fronto
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| Spliff long like Rapunzel
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| I’m not yo fuckin' son though
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| Won’t you smoke on somethin' son
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| Nigga, why you never roll up
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| Light up everywhere my nigga
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| You cannot control us
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| Keep my papers and a lighter on me I’m a smoker
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| Lime in my Corona, Henny with my Cola
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| My nigga what’s the hol' up
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| Hate when a connect be slackin' when he need to show up
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| Had to smoke my green before I leave this my persona
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| Sticky icky nigga know I’m stingy when I scroll up
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| This one is a domer, dolie I’m a loner
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| High as fuck, I light it up
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| Got pre-rolls for the whole month
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| She don’t smoke but when I roll one
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| We shotgun the whole blunt
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| Hate when strangers ask to hit my shit the answer’s no son
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| Go and get yo' own bud
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| Didn’t spend my check for yo' lungs
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| Back to the pad might smoke, hit a dab
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| Might choke from the dab like whoa son
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| I don’t really fuck with the shit
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| But my nig cray Chris got the rig like smoke son
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| Now I’m fucked up in this bitch but I keep the thing tucked for you pricks like
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| hold up
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| Now I’m fucked up in this bitch but I keep the thing tucked for you pricks like
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| hold up
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| What’s the hold up livin' sucka free now
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| Grab some tree and fuckin' roll up
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| We fulfill my needs to keep it G yeah I’m a stoner
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| Way above your league my team supreme I think you know bruh
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| Hey, hey
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| Hold up, what’s the hold up livin' sucka free now
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| Grab some tree and fuckin' roll up
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| We fulfill my needs to keep it G yeah I’m a stoner
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| Way above your league my team supreme I think you know bruh
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| Won’t you smoke on somethin' son
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| Nigga, why you never roll up
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| Light up everywhere my nigga
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| You cannot control us
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| Keep my papers and a lighter on me I’m a smoker
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| Lime in my Corona, Henny with my Cola
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| My nigga what’s the hol' up
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| Hate when a connect be slackin' when he need to show up
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| Had to smoke my green before I leave this my persona
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| Sticky icky nigga know I’m stingy when I scroll up
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| This one is a domer, dolie I’m a loner |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Super Potent , by - The Underachievers. Song from the album Renaissance, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп