Roll it right - KMurdock Music Group
Yo, yo, gather round
Class in session
Today we rolling joints, ain't no guessing
Put your blunt wraps down, this ain't a cigar
Yeah, uh, yeah
First, grab your supplies
Don't act surprised
You need papers, a grinder, something green to light
Find a flat surface like a table or tray
And if you're smoking mids, bruh, just throw that shit away
Now break that shit down like your ex broke your heart
Use your fingers or a grinder if you want to play it smart
But if it's sticky icky, don't get too cocky
It's like dealing with gum, it'll leave your hands sloppy
Now hold up, don't rush, it's an art, not a race
Like making sushi rolls, except this wake and bake
Got your papers? Cool. Now fold that crease
It's the blueprint for a motherfucking masterpiece
Roll it tight, roll it slow, don't let it tear
If you drop the weed, homie, everybody stare
Get your ass out of here
Lick it, stick it, twist it, and light it
Welcome to the joint rolling light
Roll it tight, roll it slow, don't let it tear
If you drop the weed, homie, everybody stare
Get your ass out of here
Lick it, stick it, twist it, and light it
Welcome to the joint rolling light
Now, grab your paper like a pro
No fumbling
Lay it down smooth, shiny side for crumbling
Sprinkle that herb like you seasoning a steak
But don't overpack it, or your joint might break
Now even it out, make it nice and neat
Like you tucking in a burrito, but it's a cannabis treat
Pinch it gently, roll it to form that cone
If it looks like a taco, you doing it all wrong
Here's the tricky part, the lick and stick
But don't slobber on it, or it'll turn to shit
Roll it tight, roll it slow, don't let it tear
If you drop the weed, homie, everybody stare
Get your ass out of here
Lick it, stick it, twist it, and light it
Welcome to the joint rolling light
Roll it tight, roll it slow, don't let it tear
If you drop the weed, homie, everybody stare
Get your ass out of here
Lick it, stick it, twist it, and light it
Welcome to the joint rolling light
If it's loose in the middle, call it a canoe
It's gonna burn sideways, embarrassing you
If you mess it up bad, don't freak out, it's fine
Just blame it on the papers and roll another diamond
If you're struggling still, call me Dr. Roll
I'll prescribe you some lessons with a grinder in bowl
All right now, twist the tip like you cap a pen
That's the seal on your herbal oxygen
Light it up, puff puff, then pass to your friend
But if they slobber on it, the friendship ends
Don't hold a joint hostage, puff then share
And don't you dare use it like a microphone, I swear
If it burns too fast, you rolled it too thin
But hey, practice makes perfect, so roll that shit again
Roll it tight, roll it slow, don't let it tear
If you drop the weed, homie, everybody stare
Get your ass out of here
Lick it, stick it, twist it, and light it
Welcome to the joint rolling light
Roll it tight, roll it slow, don't let it tear
If you drop the weed, homie, everybody stare
Get your ass out of here
Lick it, stick it, twist it, and light it
Welcome to the joint rolling light
And there you have it, class dismissed
You a joint rolling master, now spark up that canna-bliss
Whether you solo or passing with the crew
Remember a tight roll says a lot about you
So next time they ask,"Yo, you rolling or what?"
You can flex like a pro with your paper game up
Hate a lab, roll it tight