Pass Off Smoke DZA (Ft. Bluntsmoker & Ty Dolla $ign)

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Right
Call up a uba, let's get out of this bitch
They like, "Man, you always steaming, bro?" I'm tired of this shit
Ain't no way on this green Earth I can get high off this cliff
You a fuckin' buddah head, you gon' die off this shit
That's a fuss answer, wrong drug dummy, that's a dust answer
Gamers have an appetite, but it's forever fuck cancer
Double L R varsity with the black panther
Hate a weed scientist actin' like that shit is that danker
Too much, thinkin' about it too much, okay Sampha
Pet-peevin' that anger, lash out on poor strangers
God damn it, another [?], she screamin', she probably hoarse
Asking if I mess with whores, nigga left that pussy sore
Wrong turn, fuck around catch a charley horse
Smokin' personal, she like, "It's 'bout time you cough"

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Wake up, count my money
Hundreds, fifties, twenties
Rollin' up the dank
Pass her to the homie
Wake up, count my money
Hundreds, fifties, twenties
We don't love these hoes
Pass her to the homie
Pass off