(Hook)
We rollin' 2 grand doobies,
Point 5 for cuties

Blowin San Francisco cookies
It's bout to be a movie
Call me PeeWee Tarantino

Big clouds of weed smoke
Hashing flash like a weed low
Start crushing till we overdue

Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust

Stuffin crust

(Verse)

In the trap house man a homie struck go get
Put down swisher roll up here
Still crusing the beamers at

Ain't no pressure got alot of bag
Ain't got to worry about popo bag
You can roll your own jay keep nothing

Come cook it it's a virus
Smell in the bed
Got your tumor if you know what the hell is that

San Francisco you got to be afraid to get that
I'm a bosey I got me a mail mechanism
In the long life long blunt powder and sense

Rick man calling it's a scrunch mail in it
Blowing gas with a bad (*##$, she gaggin' and %#@!
My bad I stuck 2 grounds in this spliff

I forgot you smoke power fire queue %#@!
Baby gone I'm the back of man trying to catch a breath
I'm a stalker crossing over by the red man trip

How you caught a ^!$$% moving how I kick big %#@!
But the whole bank cross the crust like dick
Only cut with 4 !@#%s got big butts

I'm amazed once a star crust hit swisher
And I can't wait to smoke it with her
Like cookie she throwin up

Like the movies we stuck in crowd

(Hook)

We rollin' 2 grand doobies,
Point 5 for cuties
Blowin San Francisco cookies

It's bout to be a movie
Call me PeeWee Tarantino
Big clouds of weed smoke

Hashing flash like a weed low
Start crushing till we overdue
Stuffin crust

Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust


(Verse)
Give me a swisher so I can roll up

And I'm leaning so hard look like I'm doing the hold on
No smile blush, your blunt need to grow up
And I keep that gag in me alive so I can blow up

I need more haters, that's why I smoke a pound a day
I need some acres
I keep a blunt on me like it's my firearm

We in the club for one reason
Set out the fire alarm
Them fat blunts that's how we smoke

And it ain't strong if you don't choke
$#&@ the nike deal I should sign with !@%!e
We getting fields of that %#@!

On a $#&@ing boat

(Hook)

We rollin' 2 grand doobies,
Point 5 for cuties
Blowin San Francisco cookies

It's bout to be a movie
Call me PeeWee Tarantino
Big clouds of weed smoke
Hashing flash like a weed low
Start crushing till we overdue

Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust
Stuffin crust