[Intro]

That's the good gas right there

It’s got the crystals on it

Shit man I swear I wrote this whole joint in like three hours

(That shit got my throat dry)

I just got my weed back-up too

(Where the water at?)

[Verse 1]

Said I just ran out of weed I just re-up right now

Said I'm high as a motherfucker, right now

All that hootin' and that hollerin’ gon' make me come down

Bitch I'm comin' down throat in your favorite part of town

She say why the fuck you always out of bounds

Pull up with the pound she say finally the herb come around

She say finally you nerd is going down

So absurd its profound nothin' like it i'm the weirdest nigga 'round

Its Spokane with a hundred round dab to put me out

Bring em out

Smoker lungs bitch bring 'em out

Don’t be puffin’ on my joint if its gon' make you tap out

Don’t be touchin' on my dick if you won't put it in yo mouth

All that gossip you be on you need to calm yo ass down

Who the loudest of the loud?

Proudest of the crowd?

Knockin' niggas off

Kickin’ bitches out

Kickin' big shit

Feet out on the couch

Dick out on the arm rest and she pressed against the ground

At my favorite bus stop and I ain't been here in a while

Haven't texted in a minute always down for something wild

Always up for an adventure that's what kind of bitch I'm 'bout

Steady turnin' niggas on but then turn them niggas down

Stay curvin' motherfucka's like the curb against the ground

Stayin' on the highest fashion like it's going out of style (wow)

Thicker than a brick I might destroy this bitch's house

Fuck animal style I be pullin' in n out

[Bridge]

Said I just ran out of weed I just

Oh shit hold on

Gimmie a second that shit is kinda strong

Wait let me see it one time

(Nigga you took five hits)

Said I just ran out of weed

I'm tryna' get hold on

Said I just ran out of weed

I just re-up right now

[Verse 2]

Like the flu I been passin' my phone number 'round

I'm like finally them hoes come around

She like finally I found you I been searchin' for your page for a while

Finally I'm 'bout to lay that ass down I was puffin' on a pound

I gotta keep a lot of those now

I'm stayin' out by the Galapagos now archipelago

Chez I got the heat to make a volcano ask if you can turn the heat down

No concern for these clowns

Smokin' third degree pounds that's gon' burn me

Now I got her gat bang yearnin' tryna' cut me like surgery

Come vanilla soft serve me in the rag top swervin'

Champion gas seven six doctor Irving

Bring em out

Smoker lungs bitch bring em out

Don't be chiefin' on my reef if its gon' make you tap out

Three stoned and dabbed out she start pullin' tabs out

I'm already in the zone that's gon' knock a nigga down