Lyrics

Man, this shit got a crazy taste I'm out of state letting pounds go for 38 On my waist keep a 38, my Benz look clean Talking money on my phone, what I heard today (Shit) 30k another 20k, 50, A 100k, my bitch on the road stripping (Damn) Real Kush taste good yeah, jet fuel Do they still got money on my head still Fuck em, keep pushing let the bullshit slide Light two more joints up, enjoy my high Big Dane ain't never pulled trees fresh off the branch I'm in my house shoes chilling just watering plants (Urban Farmer) New strains yeah, Kenji call it Samurai Wax dripping down the joint like the candle light They wanna smoke out with Bern, but that bag is light I came up in the streets moving bags of white (Cocaine) Four words, don't blow my high Ride slow while I light good weed on fire This a motherfucking Hempire Shit, I made 2 mil off of Hemp Water (Damn) New Benz, big body with the big wheels Real Kush taste good, yeah jet fuel They wanna know how the kings of the hemp feel Celebrating one, you can pull 10 mil 550 snow white whipping through the city Cali kings got them queens looking real pretty Turf something throwing money like I'm P-Diddy Call the doctor when you think you need to get with me Clouds forming in the sky from my exhale Out the window of the S-class smoke trail Pied piper hit your dab rig in the cypher Spilling wax on the e-nail, get you higher Still hit the flower like a 22 time batter champion Lemon tree in my paper, Mary my companion Up in Cali got the levels at a higher standard Mary some richer bitch, you rookies wouldn't understand them She be rolling with the bosses that's the end of story With the rack of riches state to state running for me Sherbet chilling on the sunset caught my eye Flying high on the jet fuel and cherry pie Cali treasure, not even Jack Sparrow had it You can smell the flavor, one word, aromatic Berner and Green Thumb, such a hard act to follow Stacking paper mile high, Colorado New Benz, big body with the big wheels Real Kush taste good, yeah jet fuel They wanna know how the kings of the hemp feel Celebrating one, you can pull 10 mil 550 snow white whipping through the city Cali kings got them queens looking real pretty Turf something throwing money like I'm P-Diddy Call the doctor when you think you need to get with me
Writer(s): Gilbert Anthony Jr. Milam, Louis M Freeze, Smart Maxwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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