Sometimes da game got me stressin partner i cant lie

I roll me a sweet smash off n da ride a whole piece i aint never lied

I put my weed hand n da sky

I put my weed hand n da sky

I respect it for da luv of life

A whole piece i aint never lied

I put my weed hand in da sky

I put my weed hand in da sky



The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix.Its baby bash the modern day jimmy hendrix.deep

down in texas,dope house is so relentless.the fluff is endless.smokin wit my lawer and my

dentist.Feelin stupendiss wanna come to my quarter stacks.Smokin on greener reef.singing boby

to dem older cats.(bobby brown)Dem dolger sax,wit a coffee grinder at my mercy.Dun rolled a

lax wit a highspeed chasers ones dat coudnt curch me.Cocked mouthed and thirsty gotta keep my

spirit lifted though.My spiritual,lyrical,its hydromyrical.Im comin visious though,wit a

fully loaded off dat durby. feelin so worthy cuz my vacume lungs are like dat curby.and dont

desturb me when im floatin to my foriegn land.You no fo sho i keep my pipe in my weed

hand.My weed hand is something i dont disrestpect.Your weed hand throw it up and represent

your weed.



Ima gonna admit it and you know im wid it.begin his life,got his only one and split it.Lit

it up wit my nephew.and now im floatin.My crown is broaken.soakin up my soal.sippen

styraphone cups.choken now im low.If you ridden on us dats cool but pass da joint.diamonds

flyin and you just had to go.cuz u dun cast da vote.and i didnt even get a hit.no not even a

little bit.so now help me get rid of dis.baby girl dont disrespecr the luv.and i cant see

dat.ask where we get the best of bud.put up ur weed hand.