Marijuana

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 I'm back in the piece man, you know what I'm talking about yea
 About to roll em in one of these motherfucking
 Raw papers
 With gelato, you dig?
 Put a little cookie crumb on that motherfucker
 See what that do
 [?]snowman[?], you dig?
 Man we just getting high
 I mean, what else we gonna do, nigga
 Ask me how I feel about the marijuana
 I tell you that I love it like I love my mama
 We don't do confusion and all the drama
 We be with the crew, little benihana
 California state, Chico up north
 Get it to the bay, it's some buckmore
 Travel up top with some fuck foe
 They ain't even got what a nigga ride
 Gelato with my raw with the cookie crumb
 On my instagram putting hella thumbs
 Fuck around you gonna need another lung
 Probably where your favorite rapper get it from
 White boys and the tube rolling [?] up
 New strain, bout to enter that in the cup
 With the harvest coming up, Ima move around
 High as health care nigga I ain't coming down
 For what?
 Nigga, thats what we do
 It's what we been doing
 Nigga hit me on the next album dank site
 I want some of that shit you and Berner be having on your IG
 I said man, you have to get at Berner about that boy
 Roll another one smoke the pain away
 I'm in the bay getting paid in a major way
 When that box show up, how you supposed to feel?
 One-hundred and fifty grand wrapped with a vacuum seal
 Took (serb)[?], put his back on the map again
 Long nights, no sleep, sick of traffic cam
 Wax made me never want to dab again
 Buy more bags, put the candy in
 It's outdoor season and I'm loving it
 Price so low, they can't get enough of it
 Snowman get me on my own hype
 Fuck a new chain, baby buy me grow lights
 I'm in the G-Spot, yea the weed spot
 The shit will make you sweat like a (key sap)[?]
 Clear on my rolling no G-Shock
 New Benz cost about three blocks
 Let the smoke clear homie, ima pot-head
 Weed got a mountain like a hop head
 F-1 burning out the room smell
 Like the pelly did back early two-thou
 Nice way, pretty bitch, few pre-rows
 We let the coke bricks fly with the igloos
 Ima beast with the weed shit
 Me and B-Legit, we let the peace flip
 

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Duration
03:20
Key
8
Tempo
96 BPM

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