Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Blown like uh motherf*****
Heavy on the l
Heavy on the lungs weed heavy on the scale
Im uh chief of my tribe
I gotta hit twice
Weed on uh mission medical condition
Measured by the gram
Youngins blown on the gram
Chiefn reclusen they know who I am Always had five on uh bag
Homie might be broke but you know he got smoke
Mixed wit the music they say that dope
Rolln them windows and fill it smoke
Always on the grind like you grindn that kief
Word ta the young man they killn yo peace
F*** you pay me Iam blow daily
Puffin out my chest
Like they ant nutn left
Step ta da back cus Im back on my ish
Back to my roots man we grow this s***
Mr green thumb how it grow that quick
Gringo wit the cheat code
Chico from the G code
Put it together thats cash flow
No folks tho Im talkn money
Big bank take little bank
Laughn to the bank
Word to the wise
Ima show em where we rank
We in it for the prize mec make em think
Im on my money s*** smilen
Like its nice to meet you
I be high 24 7 only way that I can maintain
Grippn down the freeway whip smoken like a freight train
Speakers bangn that scantless music bass so hard cant feel yo face
Rolln up on the weed man
Hook yo boy wit that 20 twin
No sticks no stems no seeds
Just some good sticky green weed
Thats all I need to keep me at ease when I beezn these trees
Cus weather coughn I cant breath
I take off on that purple haze
Now Im lost in outer space
Like I finally found me a place
I be laid back wit a fat sack
Taken cracks at these lab rats
They cant blast back wit out the ascap they talkn mad max Im talkn straight trash
They hate that so they hate back
Jump on tracks try to clap back
See me in the streets think Ima dab back
But I dont f*** wit you homie bag back scantless pass that
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro
Weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro
Weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Scantless - Weed Smoke (feat. D Scan & Witn3z) Lyrics
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Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Blown like uh motherf*****
Heavy on the l
Heavy on the lungs weed heavy on the scale
Im uh chief of my tribe
I gotta hit twice
Weed on uh mission medical condition
Measured by the gram
Youngins blown on the gram
Chiefn reclusen they know who I am Always had five on uh bag
Homie might be broke but you know he got smoke
Mixed wit the music they say that dope
Rolln them windows and fill it smoke
Always on the grind like you grindn that kief
Word ta the young man they killn yo peace
F*** you pay me Iam blow daily
Puffin out my chest
Like they ant nutn left
Step ta da back cus Im back on my ish
Back to my roots man we grow this s***
Mr green thumb how it grow that quick
Gringo wit the cheat code
Chico from the G code
Put it together thats cash flow
No folks tho Im talkn money
Big bank take little bank
Laughn to the bank
Word to the wise
Ima show em where we rank
We in it for the prize mec make em think
Im on my money s*** smilen
Like its nice to meet you
I be high 24 7 only way that I can maintain
Grippn down the freeway whip smoken like a freight train
Speakers bangn that scantless music bass so hard cant feel yo face
Rolln up on the weed man
Hook yo boy wit that 20 twin
No sticks no stems no seeds
Just some good sticky green weed
Thats all I need to keep me at ease when I beezn these trees
Cus weather coughn I cant breath
I take off on that purple haze
Now Im lost in outer space
Like I finally found me a place
I be laid back wit a fat sack
Taken cracks at these lab rats
They cant blast back wit out the ascap they talkn mad max Im talkn straight trash
They hate that so they hate back
Jump on tracks try to clap back
See me in the streets think Ima dab back
But I dont f*** wit you homie bag back scantless pass that
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro
Weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro
Weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Blown like uh motherf*****
Heavy on the l
Heavy on the lungs weed heavy on the scale
Im uh chief of my tribe
I gotta hit twice
Weed on uh mission medical condition
Measured by the gram
Youngins blown on the gram
Chiefn reclusen they know who I am Always had five on uh bag
Homie might be broke but you know he got smoke
Mixed wit the music they say that dope
Rolln them windows and fill it smoke
Always on the grind like you grindn that kief
Word ta the young man they killn yo peace
F*** you pay me Iam blow daily
Puffin out my chest
Like they ant nutn left
Step ta da back cus Im back on my ish
Back to my roots man we grow this s***
Mr green thumb how it grow that quick
Gringo wit the cheat code
Chico from the G code
Put it together thats cash flow
No folks tho Im talkn money
Big bank take little bank
Laughn to the bank
Word to the wise
Ima show em where we rank
We in it for the prize mec make em think
Im on my money s*** smilen
Like its nice to meet you
I be high 24 7 only way that I can maintain
Grippn down the freeway whip smoken like a freight train
Speakers bangn that scantless music bass so hard cant feel yo face
Rolln up on the weed man
Hook yo boy wit that 20 twin
No sticks no stems no seeds
Just some good sticky green weed
Thats all I need to keep me at ease when I beezn these trees
Cus weather coughn I cant breath
I take off on that purple haze
Now Im lost in outer space
Like I finally found me a place
I be laid back wit a fat sack
Taken cracks at these lab rats
They cant blast back wit out the ascap they talkn mad max Im talkn straight trash
They hate that so they hate back
Jump on tracks try to clap back
See me in the streets think Ima dab back
But I dont f*** wit you homie bag back scantless pass that
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro
Weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Weed smoke Ima blow
Smoken on that dro
Weed smoke Ima blow lets go
Writer: DOUGLAS SERRANO, JAMES TOUCHETTE
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave