Ooh, I'm rolling all my feelings in this Philly blunt, yeah
Rolling, rolling, smoke in my lungs
Yeah I'm running on diesel baby
Smoke this and let me reach your soul
Damn I ran out of blunts, now I gotta roll me a lil ting
And shorty only want real tings
Blue cup with a red drink
And a green cigar, let my head think
Wanna clear my thoughts, start resting
Life tests me, interesting
Ooh, I'm rolling all my feelings in this Philly blunt, yeah
Rolling, rolling, smoke in my lungs
Yeah I'm running on diesel baby
Smoke this and let me reach your soul
The people know it's Kush, 'cause I'm ashy and I stank
Look, this ain't running bush, still got diesel in the tank
Now I'm rolling with that gold, like I'm smoking on a Philly karat
Fruity Hoops, grow a lil forest, I don't really share it
I don't need no bacon just to feel joy
I don't need the vapor but you know I'm smoking bills boy
Years in the making, I been baking like I'm Hilroy
Vinnii on the stage, read a page up out the...
Back in cold December
Smoke Smoke had them blazed
I know you remember
Back in Diesel days
I got Phillies on me
You a Zagman
We got 8 months
That's the gameplan
Ooh, I'm rolling all my feelings in this Philly blunt, yeah
Rolling, rolling, smoke in my lungs
Yeah I'm running on diesel baby
Smoke this and let me reach your soul
Ooh, I'm rolling all my feelings in this Philly blunt, yeah
Rolling, rolling, smoke in my lungs
Yeah I'm running on diesel baby
Smoke this and let me reach your soul