Lyricist : Ladonnis Decurtis Crump/Mike Posner/Sean Michael Leonard Anderson/Colson Baker

Composer : Ladonnis Decurtis Crump/Mike Posner/Sean Michael Leonard Anderson/Colson Baker

Ayy, what my homie, Mike P, say?

Roll the windows up when I get in the car and Imma light one up

Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar

And we can smoke this blunt

Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime

Yeah, tryna get ****ed up (Aye, all my smokers, ayy, light something up)

Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive

Uh, I'm to the grave with this

I learned how to roll a joint before I shaved and s**t (Yeah)

In seventh grade and s**t

I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze and s**t

Bad as ****, I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front

My dad had found it in a month

He kicked me out, he had enough so I got up

I'm in the kitchen, baking pizza with a crust

For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs, yeah

Spaceships see me when I'm up, yeah

I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah

I'm in a party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah

I'm rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah

I'm in quarantine, but the weed man pulls up here

I got a hundred packs of backwoods

I can spend the next four months here

I spent 10K cash, I might cough up both lungs here

Filled up on gas and got high, but no stunts here

Mask on when I'm outside, drive fast, don't waste time

Ass on my face time, strap on my waistline

Gucci, Fendi, Prada belt, hold it up, no Kreayshawn

Give a **** about these cops, put my hood on like Trayvon

All that I know is a W over my clan, I feel like Raekwon

Only time I get an L is when I be throwin' one up for the gang sign

I been a king with the bars but now I can play the guitar and the bassline

I heard them saying they doing it first, I'm doing this s**t for the eighth time

I used to want a pool, now I'm waking up and I got one in the backyard

I break a lotta rules, so you know I be drivin' the whip like a NASCAR

Never went Hollywood, got a house on the hills, I still smack y'all

Never say no to the blunt, I smoke it 'til it's all the way down to the ash, y'all

I just lit a spliff blew it in a cop's face

I just hit a switch so they couldn't see the plates

Pull up to the crip, drove past for gates (Yeah)

Gave her half my dick, that was all that she could take, ay

Used both hands like she tryna save grace (Ay)

Said amen, then I blessed her face (Amen)

don't order by the bag, I order by the crate

I'mma smoke until the suns blocked, I don't use drapes

I was really on Cleveland selling raps on tapes

I had a couple of people with me that I watch turn fake (Yeah)

I still keep gorillas with me, I ain't talking 'bout bape

I'm a wizard with the potions, I ain't talking 'bout Snape, ay

I put a bag in my carryon luggage I walk through the airport I'm holding the s**t

Someone else but the coke in they ass and they walk through, like they holdin' they s**t

My boy just snuck through the metal detector and he got a pole like he ready to fish

Whenever I get a Grammy, I'm poppin' the top and pour up a four in the whip

Holy shit, I'm so high, I just high fived this holiness

I shot a take I make, it's like I'm Kobes wrist

This how I feel after a decade of me makin' hits

So if my name ain't on that bitch, you shouldn't make a list

Roll the windows up when I get inside the car (I mean)

Roll the windows down when I open up the jar (See)

I'mma call the mayor, if they tryna press a charge

I'mma mob boss, I be pullin' strings like my guitar, yeah (Yeah)

Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I'mma light one up

Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar

And we can smoke this blunt

Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime

Yeah, tryna get ****ed up, (Get ****ed up, ayy) ayy

Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive