Top Down - Berner

I’m smoking with the top down, top down, top down, yeah

Money busting out the box now, box now, box now, yeah

I let my bustdown talk now, talk now, talk now, yeah

I’m smoking with the top down, top down, top down, yeah

The seven-five so live, I can’t pass it

I’m rollin' one in traffic, Lemonade, gotta have it

I’m too lit, I laid the blueprint

For the price on exclusive, they want my new shit

The kush man cross it, go crazy

Hit the KM-11 with the Poundcake, lady

Gelato 77 got my heart beatin' mainy

Got jars full of flavor Young Serge just gave me

We smoke out arenas on nationwide tours

This one’s for the connoisseurs and the weight movers

Smoked a cheetah with Wiz Khalifa

Georgia Pine, sweeter than milk, just a little sweeter

Limoncello, the chill cake mellow

I’m at Cypress Hill, smoke sesh next level

Why the hash look incredible?

I fell asleep on a hundred milligram edible

I’m smoking with the top down, top down, top down, yeah

Money busting out the box now, box now, box now, yeah

I let my bustdown talk now, talk now, talk now, yeah

I’m smoking with the top down, top down, top down, yeah

The Purple Punch so bunk, you can have it

When the 88 come back around, I’ma grab it

We don’t smoke Biscotti, or the Gushers

Anything from the gang, goofy motherfuckers

Variety is everything, this menu’s insane (It's fuckin' nuts)

They use Cookies in all the new strains

The Medellin hits the shelf in a month

Kick the bitch out the Maybach for lightin' up a blunt (Come on now)

We burn vibes 'til our eyes turn bloodshot

Your flex pack full of bud rock

Gary Payton, got my head hot

Snow Montana, mail an order, and it’s deadstock

Live resin cart in a G pen

I get high and start talking of my weed plans

Shit, I love to be the weed man

The cabana hold eight point three grams

I’m smoking with the top down, top down, top down, yeah

Money busting out the box now, box now, box now, yeah

I let my bustdown talk now, talk now, talk now, yeah

I’m smoking with the top down, top down, top down, yeah

And it’s just like that

504 on lemon bounce right back

Like my brother Alex said

We got this shit one million percent

Mormon, what up?

Big law, big unk in this motherfucker

Got me high as a motherfucker

Y’all know who this is

Motherfuckin' Gary Payton

Y’all know my man Berner

Got this fire out here

That GP thing

That Gary Payton thing

Y’all know what it is

I’m the defensive man all along

I did that shit on the motherfuckin' court

Now I’ma do it on the streets, get it

Gary Payton strand, get it

Y’all heard me

Berner did it, I’ma do it

Now we gon' do it on these streets

Get that shit, the fire

The fire