Top Songs By Good Times Ahead
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Good Times Ahead
Performer
Clyde Carson
Vocals
Paul Wall
Vocals
Julio Mejia
Programming
Matthew Van Toth
All Instruments
Elijah Molina
All Instruments
Crookers
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julio Mejia
Songwriter
Matthew Van Toth
Songwriter
Orlando Sullivan
Songwriter
Paul Slayton
Songwriter
Nyle Parrish
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Julio Mejia
Producer
Matthew Van Toth
Producer
Nyle Parrish
Recording Engineer
Paul Slayton
Recording Engineer
Elijah Molina
Producer
Crookers
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Smokin' the weed. We rollin' the finest of trees
Cannabis, indica leaves, light it up, pass it here, please
Smokin' this OG, I don't know nothing 'bout no seeds
Blow like the breeze, high as a hope like a geese
A couple QPs what I need, might as well bring a whole P
'Cause we light it up all day and smoke when we want it, our leaves
Blaze, I know nothing but A-1, so high I'm lookin' down at the sun
Smoke up a ounce in a hour for fun
Smoke with me, you gon' forget where you from
Higher than a kite, I smoke like a chimney all night
OD on kush, I just might, all I need is a light
Smokers, unite
[Verse 2]
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
I'm feelin' so righteous as smokers unite
[Verse 3]
What in the hell is you doin'? You smokin' that Reggie
My boy, is you trippin'?
Knowin' damn well we don't get down like that
Who you kiddin'? This shit is forbidden
Snake in the grass, a snake made of wax and they heated
You need my permission, Trippy stay loaded
But 100 gon' come or get trippy, I don't plan on quittin' (No, sir)
Twistin' the 'Woods thick as a rope
Shit is so sticky the grinder is broke
Not for no children, it's just for adults
Covered in kief, call that a fur coat
Lit like a candle, it never go out, feel like satellite, 'bout to take flight
That commercial weed is all hype, OG is my type
Smokers, unite
[Verse 4]
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
I'm feelin' so righteous as smokers, unite
[Verse 5]
Ay, California King, far as weed, ****, we're the Medellín
Grow the best shit on Earth, Cookies, OG Chronic, Purp
**** send that Diesel to the East Coast
Hit me back when you need more
I'll be on 50th in East Oakland, Big Mama House
Eatin' soulfood, **** grew up round the dealers and the dopeheads
Where we turn scooters into mopeds, up the block, hear the motor
See me comin' round the corner, can't sue me, I'm Clyde Carson
Now the top is off, bumpin' Too $hort and 2Pacalypse
If we all unite ain't no stoppin' us
Zag, Swisher, 'Wood, yeah, we got 'em all
Smoke
[Verse 6]
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
I'm feelin' so righteous as smokers, unite
[Verse 7]
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
Smokers, unite
Now roll up and light
I'm feelin' so righteous as smokers, unite
[Verse 8]
I'm feelin' so righteous as smokers unite
I'm feelin' so righteous as smokers unite
Written by: Julio Mejia, Matthew Van Toth, Nyle Parrish, Orlando Sullivan, Paul Wall