Текст песни
This shit is fuckin’ ridiculous/
Killin’ this shit, if u say we ain't u fuckin’ delirious/
You ain’t nan never smoke to some like this before/
You Gone catch a contact if u play this some more/
Say fuck tha government and gon light up the dro/
I’m about to blow on the low, tower 7, for show/
Now break it right down and roll it right up/
20 racks of honey all off in my cup/
Bacon on patrol I don’t give a fuck, still light one up/
While I'm lacin’ my chucks/
I wrote this while I was facin’ a blunt/
Of them girl scout cookies you can Tag-a-long/
Shit so strong it can out stank a skunk, we let it burn like open wounds and rubbing alcohol/
Death to anybody who contest the best known, for killin’ these beats, you better save your breath homes/
We never let up we always smokin’ the best grown, Banner in the blunt you can tell this hulk strong/
Bitch i’m gone, this shit I'm smokin’ is a first class trip straight into ozone/
No you can’t go wrong, one hit from the bong, and this shit is guaranteed to make E.T. Phone home/
My bitch rollin’ up another, your bitch playin’ undercover/
Found out what she like under covers, and She willin’ to blow more than her cover/
just know my bro I don't love her, keep your distance if hatin’ you dont wanna get ya head cracked/
Me and my fellow villains chillin’ in the cabin if you want to join us you can catch us in the back rollin’/
Roll up roll up roll up, man that all a g does, Step ya grindin’ game up you can't break deez nugs hoe/
Let the snub nose sneeze on a sneak disser, Guerrillas in the mist, banana clips we be peelin’/
Let Everyone face one and float to the ceiling, see we killas wit da flow plz check my intuition/
On a mission for dough eliminate the competition, run up on them quick blow his brains Wess with the Smith N'/
All dis weed round me, you might mistakenly believe I’m sellin’ Gs my G/
I don’t serve no green, but I just so happened to know where your bitch be/
Right in front of me on her knees, while I'm rollin’ up, after it’s gone she roll another then we gon fuck/
I make buss her like fresh Dutch, and she give no fuss cause she kno I’m the next up/
We can't get enough of dat sticky icky, mean green grinder stuck cuz I stuffed too many buds in it/
Gone put me in da Guinness, I’m a winner, I ain't goin nowhere till’ you motherfuckers feel us/
We da realest on this campaign, I’m da man with the plan I bring the damn pain/
If you ain’t use to the fuel that propelle this jet, then get the hell of my plane you heard what im sayin’/
Smoke all day Smoke all night, it’s the only way to easy my mind just right/
If you bringing that pack make sure it’s ripe, and you know it's got to have it’s own soundbite/
No seeds, no stress, just weed, my team and some female guests/
Put the weed in the air if you’re smokin’ the best, gone and roll up another one and pass it to the left/