Letras
Skin up di weed
Di ganja (di herb, di reefa)
Me feel like a real Rastafarian ya know
Roll di herb, roll di ganja (skin up di weed)
Light di herb, light di ganja
Brodie Macck man
Ouu, roll up di herb, roll up di ganja (skin up di weed)
Light it and take a hit, ouu, it's gon' punch ya
Smokin' the ganja back to back, I need me some water
Whenever I'm running out of the pack, I'm placing my order
Got the plug showing love, ouu
Now roll up di ganja (roll di herb)
Light up di ganja (light di herb)
It hit like thunder (can't fight di herb)
They looking at me, like, is your eyes open, I'm making 'em wonder
It's time to shop, ain't talking no phone, but buzzo just gave me the number
I just got the word
Smoke til' I'm geekin', I feel like a nerd
Feel like a Jamaican, I'm off of the herb
Take me a hit when I'm bending the curb
Smoke punched me back, I almost swerved
You got to roll up when shit get on your nerves
I heard you still smoking dirt
None of that over here, buz got the work
Don't got to pop pills, on medicinal, I'm ever hurt
Bro just came home, finna shop with the hurk
Back in the day we was high at the church
On the road, ducking potholes, I done ashed all over my merch
We was all up in Wilson Woods, smoking buds of the tree, no birch
True story
Skin up di weed
Me feel like a real Rastafarian ya know
Roll di herb, roll di ganja (skin up di weed)
Light di herb, light di ganja
My eyes so low, but I'm on the road
I get to the money, expanding my search
You already know, if it's money you owe
Got to have that, like it's rent on the first
I'm in the stu, off of the ganja
Came off the mental, ain't writing no verse
Just exhale the B.S., really been through worse
Kill any beat, put it in a hearse
Ouu, roll up di herb, roll up di ganja (skin up di weed)
Light it and take a hit, ouu, it's gon' punch ya