[Verse 1: Knightowl]
I'm lighting one up and I'm taking a puff
I'm standing alone at the dock of the bay
I am in love with Mary Jane
Then I commence to trip, the brain
Smoking the herb when I roll on the way to the pad
And then suddenly I had a thought
Loading my clip and I started to trip
Then spotted the fool that I wanted to hit
So I had to blast him, putting his ass in the past
I'm insane but who is the brain from the crime that I do
And I don't even like you
I be the loco that is on a mission full of ammunition
I'm smoking them all the bullets, I'm dishing, there's no competition
You're not my homie, you don't even know me, you better get back
The Knightowl's equipped with the clip that I bring to the battles I'm in so you know Imma win
All of the time when I got to do crime, putting them all in a bed
Is where they wish they were
Instead of being paralyzed, they realize
They shouldn't have messed with the man that'll smoke
Leaving the family broke
Is what I do best I'm ripping the heart out your chest
And leaving a big bloody mess
When I'm rolling them vatos they better look out por que soy malo
The straight caga palo when I be packing them slugs that be hollow
[Chorus: Kozme]
I like the way you make me feel when you're inside
Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high
I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind
Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky
It's just the little things you do that make me want to stay
Pinching off the sack, roll another dime
Just take another hit of me and you will feel okay
Smoking on my indo so I can write my rhymes

[Verse 2: Kozme]
Bring it, bring it on, light another bong and hoping that it stays lit
So put another screen, pack another bowl, and take another hit
All the pope, she is one of a kind
Roll her up, light her up, inhale and recline
So Mrs. Mary Jane, please say that you're mine
I love you by the ounces and I love you by the dimes
Every time you walk by, you always seem to blow my mind
You've got me on the rise as I pursue to incline
And I see; me and you sitting in a tree, P-U-F-F-I-N-G
Smoking on the dank, filling up my tank
Turn up the notch to hear my base bone crank
Through the San Gabriel Valley is where I reside
There's nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
As you collide into that smoke you'd be never coming back
Don't underestimate the power of the buddhasack
[Chorus: Kozme]
I like the way you make me feel when you're inside
Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high
I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind
Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky
It's just the little things you do that make me want to stay
Pinching off the sack, roll another dime
Just take another hit of me and you will feel okay
Smoking on my indo so I can write my rhymes

[Verse 3: Knightowl]
Another day I'm up in the morning got all my trapos creased
I'm on the way to go see me a hyna so I grab my piece
I'm on the wrong side of the tracks, I got to be ready to battle Nobody I trust, I got my own back, I'm followed by my shadow Times keep on slipping into the future
I'm getting no younger but its the younger ones that'll shoot you
Them little vatos try to get loc as I'm taking a puff of the smoke
I'm taking your breath, I'll lead you to death
My lines, you buy like meth
When you're listening to rhymes like these, vatos envy
You send me a demo and want me to listen to that when you be wack
All them fools get done, I be the one that is connected
Corrected, they stand cause I'm the one running the land
The Knightowl be badder than most
I'm whipping them all then I'm ghost
I be the nut that is ready
So bring it on down no matter how many I coast
I be sick when I be flowing
And all of them levas be knowing
That a vato like me be the real OG, 6-1 N-I-N-E
[Chorus: Kozme]
I like the way you make me feel when you're inside
Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high
I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind
Pass it to my homies so they can touch the sky
It's just the little things you do that make me want to stay
Pinching off the sack, roll another dime
Just take another hit of me and you will feel okay
Smoking on my indo so I can write my rhymes

I like the way you make me feel when you're inside
Lighting up the dank trying to catch a high
I love the way you roll me up and hit me from behind