Pass that blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt You know I wont front, front, front, front, front Let's smoke it up, up, up, up, up Cazadores in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Pack it tight, pack it up to the rim, Roll that shit, roll it up to the brim To me your futures looking grim For you I'll have to sing a hymn We don't play when it comes to four twenty We laugh but we don't find it funny We smoke the smooth shit; yeah the honey, Come correct bitch: bring the money Light it up, roll it tight, we came lookin' for a fight...... Yeah mutha fucka we be hitting them heights, Feel our might, we round the world looking at them sights From Sacramento to the bay, we west coast riding, we mutha fuckas hittin' that sway Mutha fuckas betta know we don't play Pass that blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt You know I wont front, front, front, front, front Let's break it up, up, up, up, up Cazadores fillin' up my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Smoke weed every day Yeah, we lightin' it smooth Its hitting right, in that groove. I'm on cloud nine, I've got nothing to prove. We breath in deep for that four twenty We laugh out loud, cuz we always funny We smoke the smooth shit; yeah the honey, Come ready homie bring that money From Sacramento to the bay, we west coast riding, we mutha fuckas hittin' that sway Mutha fuckas betta know we don't play Pass that blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt You know I wont front, front, front, front, front Let's roll it up, up, up, up, up Cazadores hit my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Smoke weed every day Blunt in my left hand, rage in my chest, Exhale the smoke, then I handle the rest, Eyes bloodshot red, but my visions on point, Step in my cypher, get rolled like a joint From Sacramento to the bay, we west coast riding, we mutha fuckas hittin' that sway Mutha fuckas betta know we don't play Pass that blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt You know I wont front, front, front, front, front Let's smoke that up, up, up, up, up Cazadores sloshin' in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Smoke weed every day [Instrumental break] From Sacramento to the bay, we west coast riding, we mutha fuckas hittin' that sway Mutha fuckas betta know we don't play Pass that blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt You know I wont front, front, front, front, front Let's pack it up, up, up, up, up Bulleit now in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup Smoke weed every day Smoke weed every day Pass that blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt, blunt You know I wont front, front, front, front, front Let's smoke it up, up, up, up, up Bulleit in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
