let it run with snoop dogg

Zac Brown Band

Everyone was getting high, passin flowers round the fire
No one even gave a damn til it landed in your hand
Now you re overly concerned with the way that cherry burns
And you think you re bout to spit on
that joint I m bout to hit

Just let it run, let it run
If it s burning kinda funny, we can roll another one
It ain t like we re down to crumbs
we got more where that came from
Don t be spittin on my blunt
just let that motherfucker run

I ain t trying to police the way y all smoke your weed
Didn t mean to haunt your buzz
I just said something because
We got cars that drive themselves, we put people into space
But can we please stop doin things like it s 1998

Just let it run, let it run
If it s burning kinda funny, we can roll another one
It ain t like we re down to crumbs
we got more where that came from
Don t be spittin on my blunt
just let that motherfucker run

Let that bitch run, light some, pass one
Maybe two, what it do? Fuckin with some super glue
Spittin on my Bleezy, homie, take it easy
Wet mouth, crumb snatchin son of a bitch (Bitch)
What makes you think I wanna hit a blunt full of spit?
You full of shit, I m movin solo, smokin dolo
Back-to-back sacks with Zac, let em know, though

Let it run, let it run
If it s burning kinda funny, we can roll another one
It ain t like we re down to crumbs
we got more where that came from
Don t be spittin on my blunt
just let that motherfucker run
I don t need your damn saliva
On this tangerine sativa
Don t be spittin on my blunt
just let that motherfucker run

On a run, baby
For the love of God
Let that motherfucker run
Leave it alone
Run, run, baby
Swish, swish it gone