Don't Worry Be Hyphy - Mistah F.A.B., G-Eazy, Clyde Carson

Roll up a 'wood baby let’s smoke

Ain’t no need for an Uber, it’s good baby, let’s walk

I ain’t be too good to be seen walkin' the street

Let’s hit the «Cannabis Club» and get some tree

You down to hop on the bar, I can go to the city

That «Green Door» we can smoke all day for the 50

What you smokin' on?

I blow exotic

Taste this «biscotti», blow this Hypnotic

I’m from the land where they grow that stuff

Hear you askin' 'bout some juice, here pour that up

Let’s talk about music, who’s your favorite rapper?

She said «I'm from The Bay, Mac Dre and Jacka»

Mine’s too, botha my nigs

That’s crazy, here’s lit

Don’t worry, be hyphy

Don’t worry babe, be hyphy

She told me, don’t worry

About a thing

Bring that back

And smoke with me

You got too much time to kill

We got too much live to live

So enjoy your freedom

that we on

I got all you want right here

Every day or every year

So enjoy your freedom

that we on

I smoke with my mom, we hit Benihana

Tapped in and out, she best friends with Mac Wanda

I bought her a house, she do what she wanna

I took care of business, gave her my first commas

Like, yeah, and I swear I did it all right

A tough adjustment, lifestyle in the spotlight

But '06 to '07, I was just a kid with a dream tryin' to get it

No worries, livin' carefree

That «Son of a Pimp» CD raised me

And now I’m on fire like kerosene

A million dollar difference now when you compare me

She just want to smoke (smoke) and chill (chill, yeah)

She just want to smoke (smoke) and chill (chill, yeah)

She just want to smoke (smoke) and chill (smoke and chill)

Don’t worry, be hyphy

Don’t worry babe, be hyphy

She told me, don’t worry

About a thing

Bring that back

And smoke with me