Smoke Weed Get Money
Memphis trap soul with laid-back half-time drums, rattling hi-hats, moody 808 slides, and a smoky minor-key keyboard loop; verse rides close-mic gravelly male vocals with ad-lib doubles, pre-chorus strips to bass and snapped claps, chorus lands with stacked harmonies and chanty backing replies. Tape hiss, reversed cymbal swells, and brief chant cuts lead each transition; mix is dark, glossy, and heavy in the low end., soul
Smoke Weed Get Money
Memphis trap soul with laid-back half-time drums, rattling hi-hats, moody 808 slides, and a smoky minor-key keyboard loop; verse rides close-mic gravelly male vocals with ad-lib doubles, pre-chorus strips to bass and snapped claps, chorus lands with stacked harmonies and chanty backing replies. Tape hiss, reversed cymbal swells, and brief chant cuts lead each transition; mix is dark, glossy, and heavy in the low end., soul
Lyrics
Verse 1
Came up off the porch
Now my wrist talk cold
Pockets stay loaded
Got that green and gold
Black truck, tinted up
Blunt lit, windows low
White cup in my hand
Let the whole room know
Chains on my neck
Make the whole club glare
Got a mean lil' stare
And a cold lil' prayer
If it ain't about money
Then I don't need to hear
I been high all day
Still the grind stay clear
Pre-Chorus
Roll it up slow
Let the smoke hang
Count it up twice
Keep my mind sane
Black top, black gloves
Yeah, I move laid back
Everybody want shine
I want stacks on stacks
Chorus
Smoke weed, get money
Smoke weed, get money
Lean in the cup
And the chain stay sunny
Smoke weed, get money
Smoke weed, get money
Ride for the paper
Keep it real, keep it coming
Verse 2
Late-night run through
With a trunk full of dreams
Big dog on the block
With the ice in my seams
Gun tucked close
'Cause the world get wild
I don't play with threats
I just watch my smile
Bad news fold up
When the smoke get thick
All my cuts stay clean
And my clips stay slick
Mama told me young
Don't trust too quick
Now I sip my pain
While the bassline hit
Pre-Chorus
Roll it up slow
Let the smoke hang
Count it up twice
Keep my mind sane
Black top, black gloves
Yeah, I move laid back
Everybody want shine
I want stacks on stacks
Chorus
Smoke weed, get money
Smoke weed, get money
Lean in the cup
And the chain stay sunny
Smoke weed, get money
Smoke weed, get money
Ride for the paper
Keep it real, keep it coming
Bridge
If I fall, I rise
With the same old grin
Cold world outside
But I made my way in
One more pull
Then I hit that road
Ice on my throat
And my hand on gold
Chorus
Smoke weed, get money
Smoke weed, get money
Lean in the cup
And the chain stay sunny
Smoke weed, get money
Smoke weed, get money
Ride for the paper
Keep it real, keep it coming