Yo Devin, what up god? It's the big Mac, yeah I got this new shit right here man You might wanna hit this Trip, mmm You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front No stunt, no punk It really don't matter cause I got what they want (2x) They say all day we play and blow See this is the only thing we know I blow kush again, on the push again With a bad lil' cute lil' Mexican Uhh, zig-zag how I roll mine You could tell I be a G how I hold mine I ain't into loanin shit, I'ma own mine Bitch fuck with me, stumble on a gold mine Break bread or fake dead, punk bitch this is real life Executive branch, what it feel like? Catch me if you can, I'm your local kush man Sittin in the stands with a hundred grams in my hand And I blow, so much smoke Pure OG, hit it once might choke See I'ma go kick it with a BEITCH I could poke And you could ride too, high school, take a toke You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front No stunt, no punk It really don't matter cause I got what they want Uhh, no stems, no seeds Mac gave me all the class that a nigga need Just taught my old bitch how to roll weed And the nigga ridin with me gettin high with me Square as a reverend to my young nigga Devin Got to hangin out with Mac and now we 24/7 On the go smokin 'dro, deep on the Westside Bangin where his hood at; yup, you got to love that Yup, I love that - niggaz used to offer but I wouldn't Now I'm all askin "Where the bud at?" Makin it happen, me and Mac just got two bitches crackin that say they tryin to smoke weed all night and down for gettin tatted Spatted up and tatted up, suited up and booted up Pioneers baby, ain't nuttin that you can do to us Inhale, that's the high school Dev and Mac, we known to act a damn fool You dig? You know what? It may sound crazy but uh, yeah Dev and Mac, high school... It may sound crazy but uh... (3x)