[Chorus: Quin]
Baby, you know you be talking too much
You've got to let it go
Baby, you know you be talking too much
You've got to let it go

[Verse 1: Quin]
[?], dip it, roll it, lit it
Hit it, baby, hold that, pass that shit
You be toking it slow, slow motion, pass that shit
You be toking it slow, slow motion, pass that shit
You be toking it slow, slow motion, pass that shit
You be toking it slow, slow motion, pass that shit

[Verse 2: Chuck Inglish]
Ayy, yeah
Get it, split it, roll it, hit it
Smoke it, baby, hold up
That's that shit
Girl, you knew that
I heard you, yeah I grew that
We all got it out the mud
Propagated where the roost at
You cute but you you can't do that
You want all the flowers but can't stand wearing [?]
(How that look?)
Then cut it off and get mad how it grew back
(How that look?)
You way too high, nah you going way too fast
That's the lesson (that's the lesson, that's the lesson though)
The final destination'll make you check all that baggage
You say a lot by just listening (Shhhh)
It's amazing how thе loudest voices have thе least people hearing them
[Chorus: Quin]
Baby, you know you be talking too much
You've got to let it go
Baby, you know you be talking too much
You've got to let it go