it s a reason why we blow reefer smoke big cheeba it s a stress reliever sometimes breh i gotta smoke to get stress up off my mind talk to em hort tell em how you feel breh for real it feels like a wasted day if i don t learn nothin that s why every day i gotta burn somethin i keep my mind right all night long i m smokin early in the morning while i m writing songs stressin what s up earl uh comin out the door from the gate why these punk niggas wanna hate cause a nigga too real not fake no handcuffs no capes bitchmade female traits in the wind pickin my folks up from the pen up under share he did ten refused to tell made man alligator skin crocodile hard as nails not fragile possession to sale push pow wow rep vallejo og style tell it like it is sig sauer sig tuck it livin in the bay with the crabs in the bucket roll the kush blue dream sippin on this heem me and my whole team eatin like we kings posted with the thump dumpin blaow blaow blaow drummin bloom bloom bloom gunnin boom boom boom runnin haul ass when i blast on my way to the sto sold a bag of the blow triple doubled my dough took a hit of the dro and i was good to go  what s up with earl and todd you seen them niggas yet we smoke a lot but we don t ever smoke cigarettes we just smoke the best if you ain t noticed it we up north down south west coast bitch i m from the v black white asians speakin of asians my eyes tight like asians blazin smokin on cajun kush chop some weed in a bush lit ready to empty that clip right to head what i hit i m a fuckin boss i ll cut your head off all i gotta do is cough fly your head like golf ask me what we smokin it smells so potent that west coast weed california by the ocean it s always open i got it from the weed store in downtown oakland at the purple heart patient center niggas stand in line and can t wait to enter i m tryna get high can t be late for dinner so i m stressin when i smoke you call me satan sinner i m just askin what s wrong with plants you need to stop cause if it grows from earth it was made by god smokin posted on cloud 20 all grass no grimmy purple haze like jimi hella blazed 420 finger on my mini fat blunts not skinny oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh like lenny williams blowin on a tower of power diesel sour not powder up up and i m outter got connect like a router been high for like eight hours on my way to the sto sold a bag of the blow triple doubled my dough took a hit of the dro and i was good to go what is this shit you smokin whatever you smokin i need some of that mayne