La Plaza

[Intro]

One, two, three

[Verse 1: Berner]

She might overdose, I don't mean to boast

But your boy is so wet, I don't need no boat

Presidential, I don't need no vote

We get drunk, talk shit and we breath on dope

(Salute!) This is for the cats on the roof

That are watching our back, while the bag is en route

If you see the blue lights, don't worry 'bout nothin'

If he pull you out the car, please remember somethin'

You don't speak to the police (Nah)

If you don't pay a tax then he won't eat

Got a cold mouth piece, no gold teeth

Blowing bags in a Maybach in '03

Trust me, the money got me dizzy as hell

I turn the music up loud when I'm in the Chevelle

She like to play mind games but I put it through hell

Opened up the bag, what a beautiful smell

All the players love Bern 'cause I'm doing my thang

I'm runnin' the game, I just flooded my chain

Yeah, welcome to La Plaza

Half a mil' stuffed in the door in my Honda

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Snoop Dogg]

Let's roll one, get fucked up

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya

Let's roll one, get fucked up (Put it in the air, air, air)

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

I'm fresh off the motherfuckin' piece of good pussy

Now I'm with my nephew, blowing on some Cookies

Intergalactic, the skies are fractured

Take it out the plastic, now light it and pass it

Portable, affordable, elegant

See, my shit's the bomb, but it's executive

I say mine, spray mine, playtime

And bust on yo' bitch in the daytime

I puff from the streets to the suites

"Dogg, you gon' go to jail", Motherfuck the police

See, I ain't never gave a fuck about the law

I smoke everywhere I go, even in Little Rock, Arkansas

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Snoop Dogg]

Let's roll one, get fucked up

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya

Let's roll one, get fucked up (Put it in the air, air, air)

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya

[Bridge]

Perfecto

Roll one for me, and I'll roll one for you

[Verse 3: Berner]

I'm chillin in the club with champagne in my cup

Celebratin' life, filled another armored truck

The breeze feel better in an old-school classic

Versace yacht shoes, I'm brown bag addict

I'm 36 so I had to grab The RZA

My crib got bigger, plant an acre by the river

Cutthroat but the weed make me smile

Opened up the spot, they line up single file

From The Bay to LA, back to the 'burbs

All the dope boys holler, want it back from the Bern

My Maybach look like sauna

Welcome to La Plaza, it's the king of marijuana, let's smoke

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Snoop Dogg]

Let's roll one, get fucked up (Roll it up)

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya (See, if you ain't smokin', you gotta go)

Let's roll one, get fucked up (Put it in the air, air, air)

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya (What you waitin' for?)

[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]

That's that shit

Big joint rolled with a bad bitch

Fuck more hoes than your average

Nigga that ain't come from privileges, I lived the shit

I might look innocent

But I take a bitch and her friend to my hotel

Let 'em smoke wax, let a real nigga hit

She ain't goin' back, yeah, I'm all that

Fucked once never call back

Good weed, where the bomb at?

Bring the car, bring the smoke

Get the room and them bitches ready to go

Let's do this on the low, with no social media, I'll fuck you good

Start off slow down then I'll beat it up

Roll up the trees, fold up the cheese

Keep my six-four clean with a ho on her knees

Pair of Vans on and some white jeans

Talkin' 'bout, "Them niggas gettin' rich", well, we might be

Bitches like me, but these niggas don't

I ain't worried 'cause I'm all about my figures, though, and I'm sittin' low

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Snoop Dogg]

Let's roll one, get fucked up

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya

Let's roll one, get fucked up (Put it in the air, air, air)

And if you ain't smoking bud, we ain't got no love for ya

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]

Blaze up

Yeah, matter of fact, smoke yours, nigga, I'm tired of smokin' mine

Hahahahahahahaha

You funky bitch, you