Four Twenny Freestyle 2

What are you about to do I'm 'bout to roll up You rollin' another one Yeah Oh Why Hm You okay Yeah I'm good, why Oh I never need nobody to gas me up All I need is somebody to pass the blunt I never need nobody to wrap it up If you tryna light up one, just dap me up (ay) Lebby got a zip in the car Lebby take a hit, he don't cough Let me make the whip lose the top I was worrying 'bout shit, then I stopped My lightskin bae sweet as hell but when she smoke, turn ghetto I can't feel my footsteps like I'm walking on marshmallows My eyes look so fried you thought I'm right off of the griddle Won't believe the size this doobie; I'm gon' make it little I'm a feen feen feen feen feen feen feen For the weed weed weed weed weed weed weed I like green green green green green green green By the p-o-u-n-d-l-b yeah This right here that gas that just really got me floatin' This really that gas, rolled up in the wax and coated This here, this that gas, got me dreaming in the morning This shit is so gas I look sleepy in the photos Yeah, you be on your ass when you smoke, but I get active Two G's in the Backwood and I'm not gonna pass it Tokin' in the backseat, got nowhere to ash it Gotta re-up on the stash, makin' rackies on the backend (ay) Lebby got a zip in the car Lebby take a hit, he don't cough Let me make the whip lose the top I was worrying 'bout shit, then I stopped This that type of gas I think I really need a lot of This that type of gas that really hit like a pinata This that type of gas that really, really got me fucked up My flower with your flower, we mix up, make a salad Just rolled twenty blunts and now my fingers stick together This bud lookin' sparkly and I ain't got the flash on I might do some kush-ups til' I can't no more and pass out Bitch, I'm the loudest at this party and I ain't even peepin' This bud in my hand got picked right out the garden of Eden (woo) I can't figure out if she wanna hit this blunt or me Shawty took like three damn hits and now she say she greened Slow burn with that toke I hit so long the cherry blinkin' (ay) You gon' rip your "Penjamin," all tweaked out, fuck you thinkin' (ay) "Puff puff pass," my ass, you ain't put in, so drop your lighter (ay) I dont need to break my weed cause I'm the biggest grinder, yeah Know that it's my dream to circle sesh with all my idols, yeah We blowin' more O's than Cheerios, we nothin' like ya, uh Wake up, bake up, no occasion, daily fuckin' cycle uh Blowin' smoke out in the open, how my fuckin' night go, uh King Palm popping filters, flavoring the hits, okay Use the blunt as pre workout to help me when I lift okay I said this that type of gas that I'll be smokin' in the meanwhile This that type of gas that make me think I wanna freestyle I mean, I don't - I don't think it's necessary You bout' to cry No I mean, I'm already high, how much higher you tryna get This boy high Man, take me home Lets go