Tonalité : C# minor•
Intro 1
F#m
A
F#m
A
F#m
A
F#m
A
Verse 1
A
We don't
put it on in the crib if it ain't fire
Won't even pull up to the club in
G#m
A
it if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't fire
F#m
A
Don't spend no time on a bitch
if she ain't fire
We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
F#m
A
Won't even pull up to the
club in it if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
B
won't hit it if it ain't fire
F#m
Don't spend no time on a
A
bitch if she ain't fire
Verse 2
A
Let's get to the basics, let's
get to the basics
F#m
A
I'm rollin' a J up,
I'm lovin' the fragrance
I'm hardly on time cause my
mind is where space is
F#m
A
But I always on grind cause that's
how my fam raised me
Think I got problems,
F#m
say that I'm crazy
A
Love marijuana, smoke on the daily
Smoke with my mama,
F#m
roll one for my lady
A
Blow the whole pound now,
C#m
A
came up from an eighty
C#m
I'm lettin' the top down,
A
and countin' them faces
I'm blowin' the smoke out,
C#m
exhalin' the vapors
B
A
I'm smokin' in public,
C#m
A
they stare in amazement
B
A
I'm lightin' that bomb up,
Verse 3
it's takin' me places
A
We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
B
A
Won't even pull up to the
G#m
club in it if it ain't fire
A
Won't smoke, won't pass,
F#m
A
won't hit it if it ain't fire
F#m
Don't spend no time on a bitch
A
if she 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,
C#m
won't hit it if it ain't fire
A
F#m
A
Don't spend no time
Verse 4
on a bitch if she ain't fire
E
A
C#m
F#m
I pull up foreign, lil baby for it
A
I let her drive than it get boring,
C#m
A
I lay back smoking (Oh yeah)
Fuck empty windows,
C#m
F#m
fuck empty windows
A
Girl, first we were just smoking and
then we fucking (Lord)
Chop it up, all to the good night
Gotta go get my money right
C#m
A
OG Louis thirteen on me
Don't pass me that mean, homie
C#m
F#m
A
Judge gave my nigga life
He took the bitch,
F#m
still didn't snitch homie
A
B
A
Niggas put the [?] never
been through nothing
Have to keep my distance from
C#m
F#m
A
them bustas
Fuck her one time, I will never trust her
She got attached to these
B
real lames
Deleting all the texts while I roll
G#m
A
a whole...
Verse 5
A
We don't put it on in the crib
B
F#m
A
if it ain't fire
Won't even pull up to the club in it
C#m
G#m
A
if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
won't hit it if it ain't fire
F#m
Don't spend no time on a bitch
A
C#m
if she ain't fire
A
We don't put it on in the
crib if it ain't fire
F#m
A
Won't even pull up to the
club in it if it ain't fire
Won't smoke, won't pass,
B
won't hit it if it ain't fire
F#m
A
Don't spend no time on a bitch if she
Interlude 1
ain't fire
G#m
B
B
G#m
B
Let's go
Verse 6
C#m
B
G#m
Let's go
B
C#m
Let's get it
Haha
B
Roll up my weed as soon as the day
Verse 7
A
start
B
Get me a pound and I break it apart
E
B
Kush on my clothes,
C#m
smell the green in my car
Ain't coming close,
you smell me from afar
B
Time after time, I keep smoking that herb
G#m
B
Joint after joint, I must be on the verge
E
C#m
Of overdosing, I be on that loud
Speeding me up,
while I'm slowing you down
B
D#m
B
I just got back from an overseas trip
A
B
D#m
G#m
Smoking with Dahi, he
E
got me high as shit
B
Cause we keep nothing
C#m
but good in our J
Repping our gang and we mob everyday
B
Break down an ounce, put it right on tray
D#m
Ain't saving nothing,
B
we smoke everything
E
B
C#m
Light up a joint, let it stink up the place
Or hit the bong,
load the smoke in your face
Verse 8
C#m
D#m
B
Imma get money, nigga,
F#
B
Imma get money
D#m
B
I'm a real nigga so Imma keep it real
E
C#m
And I love getting high
And I love getting high
Verse 9
B
Imma get money, nigga, Imma get money
E
I'm a real nigga so Imma keep it real
C#m
C#
C#m
B
And I love getting high
C#m
And I love getting high
Verse 10
B
Break it down and roll another one
A
B
I could get anything I want
I told her "You should bring
a friend for the crew"
C#m
Hear '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
B
Only rolling in a Wiz Khalifa paper
E
Taylor Gang G Pen, smell the vapor
C#m
B
Take it to the head before
I walk up to the plane
C#m
I'll probably get so fucking high
Won't even know my fucking name
D#m
You got to be a pro,
B
A
if you wanna get this blow
B
Never inhale,
G#m
B
teach you how to hit this smoke
C#m
B
And I'm never running out of it
C#m
Kush smoke, got a lot of it
B
Smoke like we hit the lottery
Seen Snoop, he was proud of me
E
B
C#m
Won't go broke cause I never spend
C#m
If them hoes don't smoke,
C#m
don't let 'em in
Verse 11
D#m
D#m
Imma get money, nigga, Imma get money
B
E
I'm a real nigga so Imma keep it real
B
C#m
C#m
And I love getting high
C#m
And I love getting high
Verse 12
D#m
D#m
Imma get money, nigga, Imma get money
B
E
I'm a real nigga so Imma keep it real
And I love getting high
And I love getting high
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