[Verse 1]

Just kick back and relax

I Got a exotic Buddha sack

Kickin it with the homies

Got a bad honey with me

She smelling like everything

Perfume loud as the pack I'm bout break up

Then I'mma split the Dutch, spit out the guts

Then put it back together again like Humpty Dumpty

Metaphors fall off the wall even on my chill shit

Rolling up spliffs that would have you hallucinating

Having blue dreams and such, gave up the papers

I'mma stick to my blunts

Double cups even for the weak stuff

Every night we getting wavy

Every blunt looking immaculate

Its about to be a Benny Banassi, cinematic experience

Hope you have a good trip

Lips gettin darker is the consequences of fat dutches

But it won't change the way I eat that pussy baby

Just know this a one night thing

[Hook]

Pour another cup, roll another blunt up

Tonight we chill like true villains

Pour another cup, roll another blunt up

Tonight we chill like true villains

Me and my niggas getting high while getting by

We don't stress, we keep blazin'

Me and my niggas getting high while getting by

We don't stress, we keep blazin'

[Verse 2]

F.M.N. in the cut, gin in my cup

It's seventy degrees with a nice breeze

Kush in the air, you know how a God do

40's on deck, I like a bitch who got tattoos

And sip Cognac, let her roll my blunts up

She could light it too, if she don't got baby lungs

This is just some chill shit for my ladies and gents

Who like to get faded on some hippy shit

Staying trippy and shit

We don't puff puff pass, we stay chiefin' like masters

Villains for life, we don't got halo's

Nigga please

I want a bad bitch with a body like J-Lo

That likes to sip wine and stimulate her mind

Don't hate a youngin' cause I'm on my grind

Niggas mad cause I'm versatile

Could keep it chill and still go bar for bar with any dude

But enough of that serious shit, tonight we dine

[Hook]