Smoke & Drive - Big Sean, Mike Posner, Pat Piff

Roll the windows up when you get in the car, and I’mma light one up

Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt

Every time I breathe it’s like I’m taking a puff, turn my music high

Roll the windows up, when I smoke and drive

All black car (car)

Three percent tint

I can clearly see out

But you can barely see in

The end and only end

We blowing Indo-nesia

And I’m a let it hit til I get amnesia

I’m crazy the haze got me hazy I’m lazy

Tell Ben that it Something About Mary and clearly (what)

I’m so outta here you can say a nigga spacey (damn)

Pocket full of papers so I’m finnin to get some papers (yeah)

Bout to inhale like I’m finnin to see Satan (what)

Bout to exhale like I’m finnin to see my savior

So get the leaves and trees like it’s autumn

Have them windows all rolled up rolled em and told em man

First of all til you ball like this

You don’t put this type of piff in your swish

Get it?

We smoking on that Poison call it Michael Bivins

So if you selling to me then you gotta lucrative business

Apprentice what you blow while I’m smoking on that CEO

Top notch I got fruit by the foot in my fruit roll up

No cuts no stems no seeds straight THC indeed

I’m tryna get stoned like I stared into Medusa eyes

You ain’t got green, well somebody tell me who supply

So I can buy wholesale for the low

Like Costco or Sams

You got some?

Well damn!

I don’t smoke phillies pass me a swisher

Bumping Pimp C pouring out a little liquor

Trunk full of kicker blunt full of OG

Ride behind tint cause these jack boys know me

Smokin' sour diesel out of NYC

Keisha Cole in ATL Obama kush in DC

Which one’s better?

Roll up I need a tie breaker

Take a ride downtown man I’m higher than these skyscapers

Roll the windows up tryna get my smoke on

Two in the morning still riding with my locs on

Fuck the police what these pigs gon' tell me?

Smoking bud at lights like X off of Belly