All I Need

Pack of swisher sweets and an eight for trick

Blowing that stank, that's all I need

Pack of swisher sweets and an eight for trick

Blowing that stank, that's all I need

That's all I need, that's all I want

That's all I need, that's all I got

That's all I need

So I, head to my local liquor store

I'm pulling on a door that say push man I'm faded

The man behind the counter looking at me all strange

And I, go to grab the change and I

Fumble for a second, I ask for a pack of swisher sweets

Man I can feel the tension

He don't hesitate to question if I got ID

Yeah, go on and try me papi

I slip my credentials to the glass he stopped me

Looked me up and down, looked me up and down

He asking what I want, but it's really what I need

A pack of them OG swisher sweets

I said keep the change man that shit's on me

He replied "the fuck I'm gon' do with a nickel"

But I'm on to the next where my weed man at

I got a pack of the five now I need my sack

Ring ring ring where my weed man at

I can't believe you won't, pick up this phone

It's hard to buy weed when your weed man's stoned

Click, I can't believe this shit

Fuck, 30 minutes passed, and he ain't hit back

My desperate ass thought about smoking grass

I feel my phone rang, I'm feeling like a king

"Yo what up D, where the fuck is you at?

I'm lounging on the couch you should come by the pad"

"Word, I'mma be there, knock knock, he there

Let yourself in, I've been calling for a minute

Where the fuck you been?"

"Uh, you know, I had to uh, I had to uh"

You know, drama with my Juno

His baby mama's white so his kid be two tone

Reach into his bag, grab a scale and a batch

Yeah we get to weighing like a boxing match