420 lyrics

[Intro]
Sit down

[Chorus]
She don't smoke but she still roll great (She roll)
She sell pre-rolls; two for twenty
b*tch, you high but is yo' girl straight?
Turn yo' birthday to 4/20
To 4— (Yeah, aye) to 4/20 (Yeah, yeah)
She sell pre-rolls; two for twenty
b*tch, you high but (Yah) is yo' girl straight? (Yah, yah)
Turn yo' birthday (Yah), turn yo' birthday (Yah, yah)

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
I don't smoke, would you smoke for me, baby?
I could roll for ya, kinda ease my mind
Is it 4:20, baby?
Smell good like it grow from the dirt
And you look like Austin Powers in the The Spy Who Shagged because you're so horny, baby
Motherf*cker, put the jump on it like a snow bunny
In the cold form but, baby boy, you look hot like the Sahara
I can't sweat it, need it in designer in the sauna
When the time's up
If she got a fatty, n*gga, let me find her
Make a b*tch pop like it Madonna
Why yo' n*gga look like Mr. Rogers?
We more flight, take trips to China
Water on my tongue so I lick the diamonds
Wanna lick the diamonds, wanna lick the diamonds
[Chorus]
She don't smoke but she still roll great (She roll)
She sell pre-rolls; two for twenty
b*tch, you high but is yo' girl straight?
Turn yo' birthday to 4/20
To 4— (Yeah, aye) to 4/20 (Yeah, yeah)
She sell pre-rolls; two for twenty
b*tch, you high but (Yah) is yo' girl straight? (Yah, yah)
Turn yo' birthday (Yah), turn yo' birthday (Yah, yah)