Air Fried Funk Devin The Dude

[Intro]
They smoked and inhaled until they could smoke no more

[Verse 1]
Dev—, Dev—, Devin
Higher than the Stairway to Heaven, Led Zeppelin
And yes, I got some weed on me if you're second guessing
I don't promote violence but I do possess weapons for protection
Never stressin', just left a rap session
Now I'm jettin' 'cross Texas for a ten-pound blessing
But the traffic is thick — is this as fast as it gets?
Kinda in a hurry 'cause my girlie's asking for dick, huh
What a job, bangin' beats by Brothеr Rob
Tight loops, alley oop, 'bout to dunk another lob
Over thirty yеars, still pressin' up records
Air fried funk only take us just a second, huh

[Interlude]
Mmm
Yeah

[Verse 2]
If if was a fifth, we'd all be drunkards
If your auntie got a dick then that's your uncle
Blowin' skunk back in the day but I no longer smoke danky (yankee)-
Legalize it like Peter Tosh and I'll promote heavy
Roll a sweet in fifty seconds — see, I'm finished, look
You roll one faster, you has to be in the Guinness Book
I twist my own, you can't trust some Negroes
Don't know what's in it, you gotta re-roll your pre-rolls
Gave you a couple of Deebos, now you're knocked the fuck out
They took your wallet, keys and watch, then they got the fuck out
I hope that never happen to you while you out and about
But, that's what you get, nigga, if that's what you got