DJ Rah2k - Light It Up lyrics

rate me

Light it up

Cookie dough with a raw set

OG kush in my turkey bags

Ten piece by the belt, that’s all he had

Hard, sour D, should’ve read that

Kush clouds out the sun roof

My edged there, I keep attacking at the same booth

Smell like a pound of that loud pack

Take it here, hold it in, pass my blunt back

Have a glass, should be stiff for a mil’ hash

Every time I blaze, the best treat you ever had

I’m a marijuana connoisseur

When the time get cold I see the cookers blow up

420, all is looking like 100 balls

Running back 100 babies of that easy clothes

I be blessed, sticks back to back, hard to tell…

Light it up

Now who smell more blunts than a little bit

What are you, an idiot? Looking at a pif that I hit

I blow pounds, extend to your town and burn it down

That loud pack, volume 10, no turning down

Got molly got me turned up but too cool to sweat, though

Blunt full of gas, I ain’t talking about petrol

Green like a gecko, sell a couple pounds and make green in the ghetto

That loud screaming like Fredro

Swim, Onix, Crabs, chronic, fuck fried dollars, I got bands on it

Mantronichs

The kid stay stupid, fresh Louis belt, Louis vest

Smoking Buddha and Buddha passed

Yes, I blow the best like the green, though

If it ain’t loud, what the fuck about the weed, boy

I’m sitting on Kobes, little weeds blow

Smoking on the jet, MC, go

Light it up

Go big, smoked up in my Panamera

Blew so much cookies now I’m feeling para’

CBC on top of the new era

Tapped out, blowing on that new berry

Sour Ds mixed in with a little cherry

Holy smoke, joints only when necessary

I need a 50 fox and some swishers, man

I miss mixing A with the champagne

I keep my trees in a glass jar

Fucking with my nigs at the hash bar

Smoking wax out the trippy stick

Blunts being rolled by my pretty bitch

And I stay on some city shit

So fire up motherfucker another split

That nigga we loathing, out here needing wicks so I can roll it

Light it up