You Can Put It In a Zag, I'mma Put It In a Blunt

(Yo Devin... What up cuh)
(It's the Big Mac... Yeah, I got this new shit right here, man)
(You might wanna hit this)

You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter
'Cause I got what they want
You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter
'Cause I got what they want

They say all day we play and blow
See, this is the only thing we know
I blow kush again, on the push again
With a bad, little, cute, little Mexican

Zig Zag how I roll mine
You can tell I be a G, how I hold mine
I ain't into loaning shit, I'ma own mine
Bitch, fuck with me, stumble on a gold mine

Break bread or fake dead
Punk bitch, this is real life
Executive Branch; What it feel like?
Catch me if you can, I'm your local kush man
Sitting in the stands with 100 grams in my pants

And I blow, so much smoke
Pure OG, hit it once might choke
See I'ma go kick it with a bitch I can poke
And you can ride too, High School, take a toke

You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter
'Cause I got what they want
You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
No stunt, no pump, it really don't matter
'Cause I got what they want

Uhh, no stems, no seeds
Mac gave me all the class that a nigga need
Just taught my old bitch how to roll weed
And a nigga ridin with me getting high with me

Squares are revvin to my young nigga Devin
Got to hangin' out with Mac
And now we're 24 7
On the go, smoking dro
Deep on the Westside
Bangin where it's hood at
Yep you gotta love that

Yep I love that
Niggas used to offer but I wouldn't
Now I'm all asking where the bud at
Making it happen, me and Mac got 2 bitches crackin and
They say they tryna smoke weed all night
And down for getting tatted

Spatted up and tatted up
Suit it up and boot it up
Pioneers, baby, ain't nothin that you can do to us
N. Hale
That's the High School
Dev and Mac
We known to act a damn fool
Ya dig?

You know what?
It may sound crazy, but, uh...
Yeah... Dev and Mac
High School...
It may sound crazy, but, uh...
It may sound crazy, but, uh...
It may sound crazy, but, uh...



Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Ernest Wilson, Anthony Hester, Wiz Khalifa, Exile Exile
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