Intro: Hello, Its Mikey Flows Just Want To Talk To Ya'll About Something, You Feel me? So I Met This Girl, She Really Rocked My World, Said She Dont Need The Pearls, Just a Blunt and a J For The Day and She'd Be Striaght Hold Up Wait
[Verse 1] Uh, Not Bein Ignorant, This Bitch Was Different, She on That Chillin Shit, Her Mindstate Killin It, Asked For Her Facebook she anti internet, asked her about TV she ain't watchin shit. no name but she a cool girl, she blow new weed ready for that new world, her knowledge higher then college it'll make a few hurl. poof was she a euphoria? posers in they click like cool story bruh, mind bigger then notorious, feelin like I smoked 40 blunts. and thats why I thought she was fake, but in reality there is truth you can't break, the grass gets greener, and teams get cleaner, then all of a sudden we all ride beamers, but just last week I was a dreamer. see life is what you make it, hear the knowledge you must take it, negative just shake it, but without green I feel naked. young MF moogie, must keep a doobie, this ain't a movie, lets feel groovy. trip none, just lift some, elavated from darkness, and if she a bad one have her spark this, and if she roll that she a keeper homie, but if she hold back then delete her broide, ain't got time for a lame change, and if you want to role then get on the same page
[Hook x2] Cause If she Wanna Blow With me, Then We Can Spark it Up Fasho, Cuz If She wanna Blow With Me We'll, Spark it up (x4)
[Verse 2] Welcome to the trees company feelin real LRG, and if green hiding then where are we, bad bitches and ashed blunts like its our beach, and know what care we boxed in cause this one stinks, we not far reach. ditchin class just along as im kickin back, ill enjoy this 50 sack, then go where the money at, so uh, but your backpack down hustle trees money breahthes on my snapback now, see the work is consistant its done with persistantance, and a hater is gold worship his exsistance, dont forget this, your putting me on like my lips to the bong, hate me now but you won't hate me long. back to the bad bitches, hipster glasses, them fabolous bitches, that go half on the swishers, and go ham, for the pictures, no time for the snitches mikeys getting to the riches. OH! (God)
[Hook x2] Cause If She Wanna Blow With Me, Then We Can Spark It Up Fasho, Cuz If She Wanna Blow With Me We'll, Spark It Up (x4)
[Outro x2] She Know She cool, She Know She Fly, I Know She Wanna Get By Get High Tonights Your Night Just Dont Tell me To Stop baby its My Lifes
[Mikey Flows Talking] I Just Like Girls That Smoke Weed You Feel Me ain't Nothin Wrong With That, Mikey Flows Approves You Feel me
