Hotbox The Earth
Ay, light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Come on down
Don't be shy
Forget all the bad things and just get high
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Come on down
Don't be shy
Forget all the bad things and just get high
(So roll up another one)
Time to put down the gun
Pick up the blunt
Hit from the front (Death, Death)
Today is a new day so make it great
Get away from the fake (What, Prr)
These niggas, they hate
So roll up an 8th, it is your fate (So roll it up)
Get rich like Tate
There is no debate to be one of the greats (Kid, Kid)
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Don't matter the color bring black and white (Death)
Roll up a joint, get high as a kite
Leave all the drama, no need to get tight (What?)
Spread all the love, no need to fight
I love the blacks I love the whites (Prr, Prr)
We need to unite for the rest of the night or the rest of our lives
Ay, ay
Lately,
It's been fuck the world and everybody in it too (Fuck the world)
Got to pay tribute to the woo (Woo)
Came up like some bamboo (Bamboo)
We spent hours in the stu (Kid, Kid)
Trying to perfect the craft, all they did is laugh
Like ok, fuck you
(Niggas hate, 'cause I'm great)
Ay, light it up
We put it in the sky (Mb)
Hotbox the earth with us tonight (With us tonight)
Come on down
Just don't be shy (Goin' for a ride)
Forget all the bad things and just get high (On the rooftop tonight)
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Light it up
We goin' for a ride
And we smoking blunts together on the rooftop tonight
Light it up
Smoke got the whole world covered up
Not enough grams of that weed to satisfy our needs
So we go get some more on the street,
'Cause I love smoking leaves (I love smoking)
My niggas do too happily (Uhuh)
So let's roll up for free 'cause I got'chu my g
Add some food and some tea
Put this song on repeat and you'll soon feel relieved (Just chill)
From the pain and the stress, that's a daily excess
And it all creates a mess, but the za makes it less (Magic)
So we roll up I guess
You don't gotta say yes, one don't smoke to impress
Gotta cough, say less? (Feel free)
Ain't no shit to suppress
And my girl has finesse, when she smoke in that dress (She's so bad)
With the weed you express
And maybe confess that you have been depressed
But the blunt in rotation so we onto the next
Oh we onto the next one? (Rotate it)
My nigga the blunt's done (Fuck)
So we roll up another one
And we put it in the sky (Y'all in heaven?)
For the niggas up high
All the good people die
Shouldn't that be a lie
I'm sure the devil was high
Make sure y'all don't make smoking no habit
When y'all is young and shit
That shit can get you really fucked up
It got me hella fucked up
So make sure y'all stay safe, aight?
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Light it up
We goin' for a ride
And we smoking blunts together on the rooftop tonight
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Light it up
We goin' for a ride
And we smoking blunts together on the rooftop tonight
Fuck
Yo, the blunt dropped
Oh shit bro
Call her, call her
No bro
Shi, I hope my gir-
Ah, fuck
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Come on down
Don't be shy
Forget all the bad things and just get high
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Come on down
Don't be shy
Forget all the bad things and just get high
(So roll up another one)
Time to put down the gun
Pick up the blunt
Hit from the front (Death, Death)
Today is a new day so make it great
Get away from the fake (What, Prr)
These niggas, they hate
So roll up an 8th, it is your fate (So roll it up)
Get rich like Tate
There is no debate to be one of the greats (Kid, Kid)
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Don't matter the color bring black and white (Death)
Roll up a joint, get high as a kite
Leave all the drama, no need to get tight (What?)
Spread all the love, no need to fight
I love the blacks I love the whites (Prr, Prr)
We need to unite for the rest of the night or the rest of our lives
Ay, ay
Lately,
It's been fuck the world and everybody in it too (Fuck the world)
Got to pay tribute to the woo (Woo)
Came up like some bamboo (Bamboo)
We spent hours in the stu (Kid, Kid)
Trying to perfect the craft, all they did is laugh
Like ok, fuck you
(Niggas hate, 'cause I'm great)
Ay, light it up
We put it in the sky (Mb)
Hotbox the earth with us tonight (With us tonight)
Come on down
Just don't be shy (Goin' for a ride)
Forget all the bad things and just get high (On the rooftop tonight)
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Light it up
We goin' for a ride
And we smoking blunts together on the rooftop tonight
Light it up
Smoke got the whole world covered up
Not enough grams of that weed to satisfy our needs
So we go get some more on the street,
'Cause I love smoking leaves (I love smoking)
My niggas do too happily (Uhuh)
So let's roll up for free 'cause I got'chu my g
Add some food and some tea
Put this song on repeat and you'll soon feel relieved (Just chill)
From the pain and the stress, that's a daily excess
And it all creates a mess, but the za makes it less (Magic)
So we roll up I guess
You don't gotta say yes, one don't smoke to impress
Gotta cough, say less? (Feel free)
Ain't no shit to suppress
And my girl has finesse, when she smoke in that dress (She's so bad)
With the weed you express
And maybe confess that you have been depressed
But the blunt in rotation so we onto the next
Oh we onto the next one? (Rotate it)
My nigga the blunt's done (Fuck)
So we roll up another one
And we put it in the sky (Y'all in heaven?)
For the niggas up high
All the good people die
Shouldn't that be a lie
I'm sure the devil was high
Make sure y'all don't make smoking no habit
When y'all is young and shit
That shit can get you really fucked up
It got me hella fucked up
So make sure y'all stay safe, aight?
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Light it up
We goin' for a ride
And we smoking blunts together on the rooftop tonight
Light it up
We put it in the sky
Hotbox the earth with us tonight
Light it up
We goin' for a ride
And we smoking blunts together on the rooftop tonight
Fuck
Yo, the blunt dropped
Oh shit bro
Call her, call her
No bro
Shi, I hope my gir-
Ah, fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Mb Altafkir
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