[Intro: Lloyd]
(Break it, roll it, hit it, hold it)
(Pass it all around, girl let’s get)
Haha, yeah
Aha, check it

[Verse 1: Lloyd]
I’m a racist smoker
'Cause I
Only roll with white-boys
Can’'t rock with blunts, oh no
And I'm a average choker
Smoke loud, and it make noise
Hear it everywhere I go
So, extra, extra, read about it (Read about it)
The government should legalize it (Legalize it)
Watch the crime rate drop
And all the hate stop

[Pre-Chorus: Lloyd]
The tests have shown
The cancer's here, and the next, it's gone
It’s not wrong to cheech that chong
So put it in a bong, and let’s get blown
(Let's get blown, let's get blown)
Oh, oh, oh
And let’s get blown
(Let's get blown, let's get blown)
[Chorus: Lloyd & Female Vocal]
I want you to
Break it, roll it, hit it, hold it
Pass it all around, girl let's get
High
I want you to
Break it, roll it, hit it, hold it
Time to slow it down, girl, let's get
High
Wanna get high, high

[Verse 2: Lloyd]
Slow motion when you inhale the smoke
Feel mood change, now you're riding the wave
So high, clouds status
Ain't tryna fight it now, you gotta have it
You gon' be my motivation
So light this fire right now (right now, right now)
The way you break it down, then pick it up
It’'s something like a grinder right now (right now, right now)
You've got the smooth flow
On the exhale
I got the long stroke
Something you can feel, that's real
So let's go to the level, you know so well
And stay for awhile
You know I'm invested in how you feel
And that's why I want you to
[Chorus: Lloyd & Female Vocal]
Break it, roll it, hit it, hold it
Pass it all around, girl, let's get
High, high, high
Break it, roll it, hit it, hold it
Time to slow it down, girl, let's get
High
High

[Bridge: Lloyd, Curren$y]
The tests have shown
The cancer's here, and the next is gone
It's not wrong to cheech that chong
So put it in a bong, and let's get blown
(Let's get blown, let's get blown)
(Put it in a bong) And let's get blown
(Let's get blown, let's get blown)
Stop, yeah, Eastside

[Verse 3: Curren$y]
She said, she ain't never been that high
But proceed to hit it two more times
She blown off strong in my '65
My Chevy feel like a Disney World ride
She gone, she gone like she's not even home
Got do-not-disturb mode on her phone
Spitta got the game, let me put her in the code
Audio dope they download, I make more dough
To take those trips, have your friends jealous
They can't catch us, but they can smell us
I'm papered up, like, what can they tell us
I'm papered up, smoking personal, call it a selfie
I'm papered up, and I'm not selfish (Yeah, yeah)
Papered up, blunts are not healthy (Are not healthy)
Papered up, Jet Life, live life wealthy
Papered up, papered up, bank account stretching
Papered up, papered up, seven Rolexes, yeah (Seven Rolexes)