#Hmwtl

Oou hit me with the light yea
And some dirty Sprite
Spark it up and pass the pipe
Indica Sativa type
I'm about to take a flight
Take off like a Franklin kite
NASA mission extradite
Celestial body satellites
Stars and galactic matter
Time table start to shatter
Quasar light that scatter
Rolling up some cookie batter oou
Hit me with the light yea
Hit me with the light
Nigga hit me with the light
Spark it up and pass the pipe

Aye, licking up the blunt, split the butt, then I fill it up
First I spill the guts up in the toilet then I pull and flush
Only buy my kush from a plug that I can really trust
Word is that they laced my nigga David shit with angel dust
Usually use a Dutch, but these Garcia Vegas tough
Backwood is my crutch, I take a clutch of pineapple Crush
Call my little whoadie for some doadie and get pissy drunk
If you smoking reggie you know you can't come and sit with us
Bumping Lord of Terror r.i.p. to Lord Infamous
Looking for some bud with my bud sipping dirty mud
On the search for grub smoking shrub hungry than a mug
Counting up the cake until it bake I can hardly wait
Trying to make the dollar Betty Crocker at a speedy pace
Hopping in some transportation glizzy sitting right beside me
Barely recognize myself hopping out the Maserati
Hopping in my friend's Ferrari, inside looking like biscotti

Oou, hit me with the light, yea
And some dirty Sprite
Spark it up and pass the pipe
Indica Sativa type
I'm about to take a flight
Take off like a Franklin kite
NASA mission extradite
Celestial body satellites
Stars and galactic matter
Time table start to shatter
Quasar light that scatter
Rolling up some cookie batter oou
Hit me with the light yea
Hit me with the light
Nigga hit me with the light
Spark it up and pass the pipe

Aye, I can hear the rain hurricane on my window pane
Smoking Mary Jane take my brain to another plane
Make me ponder things kind of strange that I can't explain
That pertain to Spain and why I flow like Salamanca man
Looking at the sky as it cry and I wonder why
God would water grass if She didn't want me getting high
Then I hit the bong cheech and chong hold in extra long
The organic grown till I turn into a metronome
Hold my diaphragm all I can and my organs cram
Pour a pint of jam right into the fucking soda can
Smelling like a pound of herb
Told you ain't no fucking round
You know that I puff a pound soon as nigga touch the ground
Know I had to make it flip
Light it up and bake a zip
Bourgie women cool and all but me I like a thotty bitch and oou
Twinkle while it glisten yea
Sparkle while it's twitching ughn
From a sixth dimension supernova competitions when my necklace hit the light

Yea and some dirty Sprite
Spark it up and pass the pipe
Indica Sativa type
I'm about to take a flight
Take off like a Franklin kite
NASA mission extradite
Celestial body satellite
Stars and galactic matter
Time table start to shatter
Quasar light that scatter
Rolling up some cookie batter oou
Hit me with the light yea
Hit me with the light
Nigga hit me with the light
Spark it up and hit the pipe
Yea