Hook I was smoking doobies with my homies in the north (north north) People say they don’t like us natives, what the fuck for?(for) (for) I keep to myself even though I’m lifted I want peace you want peace why would it be different? I blaze a joint the size of your arm If you came to join its time to be calm It’s time to be calm Verse Im a weed head put that on my gravestone I’m so lit I’m talking to myself on a payphone Tryna get it popping in the grey zone What’s the problem do you want a hit of this eighth cone? I should’ve stayed home Suddenly outside by myself at the liquor store You wanna get it? well mothafucka I get it more get it more get it more get it more In the sky with lit up eyes I never like heights but trust I’ma get up high Im by myself by my set-up fried Five on it but I’ll get us wired, get us fire, get us higher That’s what matters to me Bag up a G Bag up an O Bag up a P Deliver it, I wanna get into it Hook I was smoking doobies with my homies in the north (north north) People say they don’t like us natives, what the fuck for?(for) (for) I keep to myself, even though I’m lifted I want peace you want peace why would it be different? I blaze a joint the size of your arm If you came to join its time to be calm It’s time to be calm Time to be calm
