4:20 (Part.Versus)

The bell's ringing and I know
now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Right now it's 4: 20

The bell's ringing and I know
now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Right now it's 4: 20

The bell's ringing and I know
now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Right now it's 4: 20

This one is for the hustlers who don't shake
And don't run from the cops and the streets
That still call my name
I'm doing my thing
First I grab the rolling paper, the weed is ground up
Then I put it in the paper, it's because it comes from the earth
So thank you very much sir, it's already rolled
Give me the fire please
The kind of guy who flies and goes first class
If it's in your hand, puff puff and pass
The world keeps spinning
The kush keeps burning, worse than a gossip, keeps talking
But I'll give you a warning that friends give
Keep on with your paranoia but don't kill my vibe

The beer is cold brother, just like that
The weed is ground up brother, just like that
The cap is already to the side, the shoes untied
The car stereo is on
I'm going like that, I know

The bell's ringing and I know
now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Right now it's 4: 20

The bell's ringing and I know
now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Right now it's 4: 20

The bell's ringing and I know
now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Now it's 4: 20
Right now it's 4: 20