California’s Finest

Lyrics

[Intro: Baby Bash] Lamborghi' and lemon tree, baby that's our destiny When you smokin' next to me that cookie gets the best of me [Hook: Fingazz] Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest [Verse 1: Paul Wall] I'm smokin' the finest trees that money can buy OG Kush top shelf, satellite supply You say that you smoke the best but that's a lie My OG told me that if you ain't coughin' then you ain't high Roll up the satellite, can you pass me a light? 12 grams in a cone, 14 rolled it tight Half a poud every night, edible, take a bite Maybe I should take a light, smoke a pound of spike Vanilla cream in the sprite, three lines, do it right No cups take the light, a big blunt before I spark Waxnate on the wood, I roll it like I work the bar High grade, A+, we don't smoke no weak shit Got the Cali blunt and the Texas cup My weed grade and my mud be the finest [Hook: Fingazz] Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest [Verse 2: Baeza] Yeah we be sippin' playa, then you rollin' up Yeah we gettin' high, we stoned as fuck And these model bitches wanna roll with us I got a hunned on a bomb, roll a dutch But the tatted boys they don't smoke like us Yeah we gettin' blown and we throwed as fuck Get your lighter out if you going up I'm with Paul Wall and Bash pourin' up I got a pound of that purp in the deck You so gone like I'm catchin' a cab Losin' my brain, man I'm gone off the dabs Blowin' that strong, we call it the gas Hittin' it fast, sippin' it slow Eyes sittin' low, I'm gettin' the dough It's all that I know, it's all that I know I'm gettin' the swisha and roll up some more [Hook: Fingazz] Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest [Verse 3: Baby Bash] Yeah that weed porn, Insta Weed Scrollin' down my timeline Cause I blow these sticks with the badest chicks And I'm always up in Hightimes I'm at Hempcon, champion, blowin' on these moon rocks I roll two chops above 2Pac, and I never smoke that [?] Lamborghi' and lemon tree, baby that's our destiny When you smokin' next to me that cookie gets the best of me Lamborghi' and lemon tree, baby that's our destiny When you smokin' next to me that cookie gets the best of me [Hook: Fingazz] Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest Smokin' on that finest, smokin' on that finest That California finest, that California finest [Outro] You knamtambout? I'm a OG triple OG, can't tell me shit, you knamtambout? Roll that fronto up, roll that AU, roll that gold leaf up mayne We ain't rollin' out the G-pack, we rollin' out the turkey bag, you knamsayen? Roll up that satellite slugga in that AU leaf, that's how we get down mayne Can't tell me shit, legalize it