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[Intro 1]
[Dm][F][Dm][F]
[Dm][F][Dm][F]

[Verse 1]
[F]We don't
put it on in the crib if it ain't fire
Won't even pull up to the club in
it if [Em]it ain't [F]fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't fire
[Dm]Don't spend no time on a [F]bitch
if she ain't fire
We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
[Dm]Won't [F]even pull up to the
club in it if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't [G]fire
[Dm]Don't spend no time on a
[F]bitch if she ain't fire

[Verse 2]
Let's get to the basics, [F]let's
get to the basics
[Dm]I'm rollin' a J up[F],
I'm lovin' the fragrance
I'm hardly on time cause my
mind is where space is
[Dm]But I always on grin[F]d cause that's
how my fam raised me
Think I got problems,
say that I'm [Dm]crazy
[F]Love marijuana, smoke on the daily
Smoke with my mama,
roll one for my [Dm]lady
Blow the whole [F]pound now,
came [Am]up from an [F]eighty
I'm lettin' the top [Am]down,
and [F]countin' them faces
I'm blowin' the smoke out,
exhalin' the [Am]vapors
[G]I'm[F] smokin' in public,
[Am]they[F] stare in amazement
I'm [G]lightin' that bomb [F]up,

[Verse 3]
it's takin' me places
[F]We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
[G]Won't [F]even pull up to the
club in it if it [Em]ain't fire
[F]Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't [Dm]fire[F]
[Dm]Don't spend no time on a bitch
if she [F]ain't fire
We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
Won't even pull up to the
club in it if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't [Am]fire
[F]Don[Dm]'t spend no tim[F]e

[Verse 4]
on a bitch if she ain't fire
[C]I p[F]ull up foreign, lil[Am] bab[Dm]y for it
I let [F]her drive than it get boring,
I lay [Am]back smoking [F](Oh yeah)
Fuck empty windows,
[Am]fuck empty[Dm] windows
Girl, [F]first we were just smoking and
then we fucking (Lord)
Chop it up, all to the good night
Gotta go get my money right
[Am]OG Louis t[F]hirteen on me
Don't pass me that mean, homie
[Am]Judge gave [Dm]my nigga [F]life
He took the bitch,
still didn't snitch hom[Dm]ie
[F]Niggas put [G]the [F][?] never
been through nothing
Have to keep my distance from
[Am]them [Dm]busta[F]s
Fuck her one time, I will never trust her
She got attached to these
real [G]lames
Deleting all the texts while I roll
[Em]a whole...[F]

[Verse 5]
[F]We don't put it on in the crib
if it ain't [G]fire[Dm][F]
Won't even pull up to the club in it
if it [Am]ain't [Em]fire[F]
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't fire
[Dm]Don't spend no time on a bitch
if she [F]ain't [Am]fire
[F]We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
[Dm]Won't [F]even pull up to the
club in it if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't [G]fire
[Dm]Don't spend no time on a [F]bitch if she

[Interlude 1]
ain't fire
[Em][G][G]
[Em]
Let's [G]go

[Verse 6]
[Am]
[G]Let's go[Em]
Let's get [G]it[Am]
Haha
Roll up my [G]weed as soon as the day

[Verse 7]
[F]start
[G]Get me a pound and I break it apart
[C]Kush on my [G]clothes,
smell the [Am]green in my car
Ain't coming close,
you smell me from afar
Time after [G]time, I keep smoking that herb
Joint after joint, I must [Em]be on the ve[G]rge
[C]Of [Am]overdosing, I be on that loud
Speeding me up,
while I'm slowing you down
I just got [G]back [Bm]from an overseas [G]trip
[F]Smo[G]king wit[Bm]h Dah[Em]i, he
got me high as [C]shit
Cause we [G]keep nothing
[Am]but good in our J
Repping our gang and we mob everyday
Break down an [G]ounce, put it right on tray
Ain't sav[Bm]ing nothing,
we smoke [G]everything
[C]Light up [G]a joint, let [Am]it stink up the place
Or hit the bong,
load the smoke in your face

[Verse 8]
Imma [Am]get m[Bm]oney, [G]nigga,
[D]Imma get [G]money
[Bm]I'm a real nigga so [G]Imma keep it real
[C]And [Am]I love getting high
And I love getting high

[Verse 9]
Imma [G]get money, nigga, Imma get money
I'm a real nigga so Imma keep it [C]real
And [Am]I love getting [A]high[Am][G]
[Am]And I love getting high

[Verse 10]
[G]Break it down and roll another one
[F]I could get any[G]thing I want
I told her "You should bring
a friend for the crew"
Hear [Am]'em talk but they
ain't want it though
I'm in the Hall of Fame of smoke
Cause everybody that I'm with,
get high too
[G]Only rolling in a Wiz Khalifa paper
Taylor Gang G Pen, smell the [C]vapor
[Am]Take it to the head be[G]fore
I walk up to the plane
I'll [Am]probably get so fucking high
Won't even know my fucking name
You got [Bm]to be a pro,
if you [G]wanna [F]get this blow
[G]Never inhale,
teach you [Em]how [G]to hit this smoke
And I'm never running out of [Am]it[G]
Kush [Am]smoke, got a lot of it
Smoke [G]like we hit the lottery
Seen Snoop, he was proud of me
[C]Won't go [G]broke [Am]cause I never spend
If them hoes [Am]don't smoke,
don't let 'em [Am]in

[Verse 11]
Imma get [Bm]money, nigga, Imma get [Bm]money
I'm [G]a real nigga so Imma keep [C]it real
And I [G]love [Am]getting [Am]high
And I love [Am]getting high

[Verse 12]
Imma get [Bm]money, nigga, [Bm]Imma get money
I'm a real nigga so Imma [G]keep it [C]real
And I love getting high
And I love getting high