Текст песни 1993 - J. Cole , Dreamville , EARTHGANG , Smino , JID , Cozz , Buddy

Ayy
These motherf-, man, yo
(Elite, elite, elite)
Check it
Yo, check it out, ayy

Since 1993 I've been smoking weed, ask about me
N- know not to, oh, wait
N- know not, oh, f-, ayy

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up
Roll up (shit)

Uh, I'm drunk at a party and put down my cup
The f- is my water? I pick the s- up
Then drink out the water and threw the s- up
It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh
I push pack like U-S-P-S, you is a b-

Ayy, yo, yo, shut the f-, ayy
Don't even rap, n-, you
Ayy, hold on
Hold the f- up

Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight
I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight
I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight
Drunken partying, slobbering, another sloppy night
Always fight with my mama, but look, I'm Ali, night

I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma spoil you
Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (sorry)
I'm just tryna f- a couple girls and go
Can't do that while I'm on the phone
I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfucker

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on, n-
Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke?
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up (ohh)
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up (ohh)
Roll up (shit)

Yeah
Sitting sideways, side stepping, side bitches
Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business
I'm slurring my verbiage, surfing, no turfing
My girl dripping, dirty whispers in my ear
I don't mumble
A-B-C your way up out the convo
Looking for sluts, oh?
I know a couple

Bro, bro, bro, bro
Ayy, bro, bro, bro, bro
Ayy, n-, come on, like
N-, stop rapping, start passing
(Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Like can I?

Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up (bro, bro)
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up (ohhh)
Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get f- up (ohh)
Roll up (shit)

Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed
The stress so strong it got me weed (yeah)
I'm so on, it threw me off (yeah)
I'm thrown off, yes indeed
I threw up after my threesome
On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do

She wants to come to my crib and give me a genital smooch
Typical-typical, get the piccolo, skedaddle, skedaddle
I sling peen like a lasso
That mean king saves the queen from the castle
I grab the saddle
Prisoner to prescription, it's changed, jackal, Jack Daniels
Shawty tryna tell me

Mother-, ayy, didn't I say? - ayy
We can't rap, - we smoking weed
Stop rapping, - this is not a rap session
We getting high

If I smoke a blunt right now
I'ma be on two-85 with my pants pulled down around my ankles
Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke
You n- don't want smoke
No guts like that Swisher we just smoked
We cutthroat, - ain't

Hold, hold on, hold on
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait
Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, wait
Shh, shh, shh
Wait, wait, wait, okay
Watson, Watson, stop

Because this - J. Cole, he done grew some dreads
He think he smokes now
Pass the blunt, - stop rapping
That's the end of the song, n-
This the end of the session, we going home
I just called my Lift
I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean
Let me try one more time