[Hook: Patrick Zae]
This is the last blunt for the night, baby
Slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light
Need to slow your roll, yellow light

[Verse 1: Esteban]
I wish I'd get as high as you
That ain't nothing to brag about
I think for you the night is through
But we're gone end up lighting two
Ain't dancing but we dabbin' out
For me the game of cat and mouse
Is chasing that elusive high
Ain't never not made music high
Ain't never not been super throwed
Ain't never not made music though
And you gone come and scoop it from Duluth
And say it's stupid dope
Two below, who'da known
You'da grown to be that fucking guy
Funeral, are you gone roll
Or are you gon' go too below
Or heaven when you motherfucking die
The only shit I know for sure is I don't know shit for sure
The only thing that I deserve is work and then to work some more and work some more and work some more
And work some more and work some more
Forgive me for being repetitive
I just don't think that you get it yet
Better yet, let it set in, this that medicine
Sedatives all for ya' betterment, benefit idiot, aye
Geeks and the robbers my company
Few new revolvers, they come for me
Few model bitches to comfort me
Cum for me, cum for me, cum for me, aye