Nez & Rio - Maan

Song Rating: 7.15/10

Song lyrics:

[Produced by Nez & Rio]

[Intro]
Is it recording?
Love is life, and life is living
f**in awesome, yeah!
[Hook]
I smoked the whole damn pound
Im a need another one, nother one
Eyes closed, I wont come down
Only papers, no we dont f** with blunts

[Verse 1]
n***a, I dont just be sharing weed
A n***a got pounds to burn thats apparent
Just cause you up in this b**h
Dont mean you gon hit this sh**
You better roll somethin
Coughin like you got a cold or somethin
Tryna O.D. on THC
n***a f** around gave Young Khalifa a pound
Smoke the whole thing up in the week
Roll a joint, put a worm around that motherf**er
Smoke it to the face
Ohh sh**, n***a just got some KK and he said he on the way
Big P told me church, get money on em every single day
So I want everything, every room, every plane, every place
We mobbin

[Bridge]
n***a, we mobbin, we mobbin, sh**!
Go, go! n***a, we mobbin

[Hook 2]
Now every place that we go, they say we cant smoke
But we do it anyway, cause real Gs smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some mo
When they say put it out, its too loud, We burn up some mo
Then we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling



[Verse 2]
n***a keep going, keep the KK blowin
Snakes in the gra** keep mowin
Ass so fat, look swollen
Another city, state gotta show in
Another airport gotta go in
Reason why you hate, Im knowin
n***as got too much hoein
I keep rollin up
Drivin a brand new car like that motherf**er stolen
They dont understand what im doin
Money in my hand, n***a, 28 grams when im rollin
Been through New York and London and Paris and back
South By Southwes only n***as smokin on pack
Rollin up bats
Go on, get a bong, get a match
Everybody get along, get attached
Get a song, get a biatch
What he say, every dog need a cat
Potheads need a joint to relax
G pen full of wax
10 Rolled cone joints, really fast
No sticks no seeds in the bag
Got reason to brag
In the front, yall bs in the back
Pair of chucks, ripped jeans is the swag
Little b**h, we mobbin

[Bridge]
n***a, we mobbin, we mobbin, sh**!
Go, go! n***a, we mobbin

[Hook 2]
Now every place that we go, they say we cant smoke
But we do it anyway, cause real Gs smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some mo
When they say put it out, its too loud, We burn up some mo
Then we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 09:54