[Verse 1: Isaiah Banks]

I wanna get high

So I gotta keep reaching that height

I wanna get fly

So I gotta keep smoking that flight

Real blunt's longer than the walk of shame

Only smoke shit with a filthy name

No-dirt weed like Mr. Clean

It's no mystery I got a history

Now I don't need that

Got self control, believe that

Up until Beeba's backstage

Yelling "where the weed at?"

So we're t-glowing that week amount

With that self control that I talked about

Staying comfortable up in a weed cloud

*I'm staying comfortable up in a weed cloud*

Roll Joe like wet burritos

I smoke count in amigos

Hit the cha-cha in my chinos

Like, yo quiero some Doritos, boy

Skip class and I still pass

High school day got ill traps

Scottie's calling kicked up in the back

Scottie's calling kicked up in the back

Smoking on that Keisha Cole

Hit it once now he knows love

And smoking's not my usual

But I can't seem to give it up

[Hook: Raveena]

I'm under control

I swear

I'm under control

Been long way down this road

And the past that gets me high

But you swear it's getting old

Got my cup full of liquor

And love, and so

You should slow down

I'll show you how to roll *roll, oh, oh*

I'll show you how to roll

I'll show you how to roll, oh, oh

I'll show you how to roll

[Verse 2: Nacho Picasso]

Call me uncle Jessie *(yeah)*

I can rent you jet skis

You can drink my liquor

And I can buy you swishers

Soul sister, you cold sister

I grow witcha, do blow witcha

Soul glitter, I slow dick her

Like come hither then come in her

Hung baby you a young sliver

I bust a nut gotta yell timber

I'm a young skipper got a young ginger

In the viper room like I'm young river

Roll a crutch like my blunt injured

Free bird bumping Lynyrd Skynyrd

Rolling up a pinner before I pin her

I'm a born sinner, she a warm dinner

She a porn picture , Im an orange JIPSTER

...Thats a motorbike

Now hold on tight , while I pour the sprite... Alright?

Ay, yo, this is BFA Nacho, though, ...Notice I ain't even fucking cuss on the whole fucking verse

Ay, man. I turned over a new fucking leaf, boy

Marijuana leaf

[Hook: Raveena]

I'm under control

I swear

I'm under control

Been long way down this road

And the past that gets me high

But you swear it's getting old

Got my cup full of liquor

And love, and so

You should slow down

I'll show you how to roll *roll, oh, oh*

I'll show you how to roll

I'll show you how to roll, oh, oh

I'll show you how to roll