WOODS

Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up

In the trees with all of my woes
Burning jalapeños
Out of this world, out of the globe
Cliché I know
Not drunk texting no more
But I'm boutta send you my lo'
If you down then I'm down for sure
Okay then here we go
Knock, knocking on my door
Sticky leaves on the floor
Down for whatever, I'm down for the road
Down for the love, pounds of the dope
Pounds of the drugs all on the floor
I'm wild, wild, wild, wildin

Why talk to a shrink
When you can breathe in that green?
Only cost you some green
Then you're right here back to me
Baby don't OD, baby don't green out
Don't set flame to the house
Set flame to the house

Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up another one (Roll up)
Roll up another one, you won't regret it

Back again on the prowl
Set fire to the loud
Set fire to the house
I don't know if Mama proud
Got the deuce on file
Ready to pull that bitch out
Smoke the whole bowl out
Seventeen and we wild, wild, wild, wild
Lost in the woods smoking on the big paper like Al, Al, Al
I been floating for a while, while now
I was tryna get numb cause I'm back in my feelings
24/7 I been on the ceiling
Boutta head out, I'll see you in a minute

Oh you thought I was finished?
You'll be more than a minute
Let me show you more, let me show you more
Let me show you more, let me show you more
Show you something more, show you something more

Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up another one
Roll up another one, you won't regret it
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up another one
Roll up, roll up, roll up
Roll up another one
Roll up another one, you won't regret it

Roll up another one
Roll up another one, you won't regret it