Capo 2
Chorus:
Fmaj7 C
So what we get drunk, so what we smoke weed
Fmaj7 Am
We're just having fun, we don't care who sees
Fmaj7 Am
So what we Go out, that's how its supposed to be
Fmaj7 C
Living young and wild and free
So what I keep ?em rolled up?
Saggin' my pants, not caring what I show
Keep it real with my niggas
Keep it player for these hoes, And look clean don't it?
Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
Give me some 501 jeans on it Roll joints bigger than King Kong's
Fingers And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers
You a class clown and if I skip for the day
I'm with your bitch smokin' grade А
You know what?
It's like I'm 17 again Peach fuzz on my face
Lookin', on the case Tryna find a hella taste
Oh my god, I'm on the chase, Chevy
It's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it
Dippin' away, time keeps slippin' away
Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay
Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint
Up front, four blunts, like, ?Khalifa put the weed in a J?
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And I don't even care
Cause if me and my team in there
There's gonna be some weed in the air
Tell 'em Mac
Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'
When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up
That's how it should be done
Soon as you thinkin' you're down
Find how to turn things around
Now things are lookin' up
From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang
So turn my sound up and mount up and Do my thang
Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'
Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building
Got my own car, no job, no children
Had a science project, me and Mac killed it
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Fmaj7 C
Yea, roll one, smoke one When you live like this
you're supposed to party
Fmaj7 Am
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
Fmaj7 C
So we just, roll one, smoke one When you live like this
you're supposed to party
Fmaj7 C
Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
Chorus