5 On It

[Intro]
It's LoLife
Motherfucking, Blacc
(DJ Fly Guy)

[Verse]
I got five on it, put some miles on it
When it land, you can buy it if you want it
Put half on the pound with the homie, set the name, it'll be gone by the morning
Got a pack of Backwoods, so we rolling, with no arms or legs, we like Stogas
Roll up strong, watch your man, he ho Hogan
Get that box on Wednesday, yeah, unload it
Sell one pound, and the other, I smoke it
Roll an eighth, and my throwback, Kobe
In the city, I get it for Kobe, in Denver, they charge me camelo
In LA, they charge me foresaw, a .63, Chris Paul
I hope they don't lose you at all, I'm talking about weed, not basketball
If we rolling, don't pass me no Swishers, pay me Codeine and cool on that liquor
I just ship them, then FedEx deliver
Got a piece on that man, then I tip 'em
Bust that box, then it's time to unzip 'em
Break it down, sell it whole, the assembly
Now I'm moving them O's and Indica
Got to pull up, you know I ain't sending 'em
Nigga say he my plug, that nonsense
In the shower, I still got my blunt lit
If it ain't a Backwood, then I won't hit
If the blunt go out, light with my blue Bic
Think your weed better? Then prove it
Nino, .5 for the cuties
I can't match if you smoke a Swisher or a White Owl or a doobie