[Intro: Curren$y] We don't allow blunts in the cut Tell the valet to pull up my truck Higher than a mug, ain't nothin' what up but us Ain't nothin' what up but us We don't allow blunts in the cut, yeah
[Verse 1: Curren$y] Peel off like a New Era sticker Out that bitch like a newborn my nigga Can't get tangled in the web of broad weave Over your bed, sleep Homie you weak, that's not G Holding hands with your bitch When the money come you can't reach So when it's money talk you can't speak Who you been with jive ass I'm Hollywood multitasking, rapping and acting You just acting like you rappin' Acting like you trappin', you trap champ what happened I'm high in a psychedelic tree smilin' Cheshire Cat'n, Galapagos Island Turtle shell hashing Spillin', smoking good with a bad one J.E.T.S. nigga playin' dirty with the fair ones The Brazilian thick leg wavy hair ones Been on cloud nine since square one, yeah
[Hook: Curren$y] Higher than a muh Ain't nothing what up but us Paper Planes man, we don't allow blunts in the cut Tell the valet to pull up my truck Higher than a muh Ain't nothing what up but us Ain't nothing what up but us We don't allow blunts in the cuts
[Verse 2: Smoke DZA] Anytime you see me I'm lo'd up Roll up, light something, than I smoke up I be steamin', I don't pass really Nigga be higher than giraffe pussy That ain't Dour that's a gaffe, rookie This is Cali not Canadian These type of buds change whatever mind frame you in I be so thrown off, what's in them papers got me popped You think I'm sleepin' but I'm not Was gonna say somethin', but I forgot I roll up for breakfast I be on my J.E.T.S. shit Me and Spitta smoke a zone it don't be nothin' left it's George kush I'm on that bomb shit Hopin' the bag shit smell like armpits Doesn't matter whose blunts be the longest When I smoke be potent, hope your lungs is the strongest My pot heads what up, what up Spark up nigga, ain't nothing up but us