I be smoking hella herbs, yeah I've been smoking green
Tryna feel it in my nerves, yeah I'm just tryna see
You break bricks for a living, I smoke shit for fun
Pass me the crop top, bitch, I'm finna wear it alone
Like where you stay at, I'm tryna hit that
Money in my wallet fat, burning holes make 'em mad
Stock up that wide range, bulletproof the Maybach
See how you like the fade, come inside, I got your back
Feel that shit in my veins, it's gonna come back to get me
Yeah, seeing' new things every day, maybe I'll live in the city
Yeah, pack up the house, move out of town for the summer
Smoke a blunt, leave it under the patio, act like it's nothin
Come back when I'm older, like 77 or something
Yeah, that shit got side effects, rewind the tape, go back
Pause right there, motherf*cker, where have you been
Where are you now? Oh, you got a ten? Go figure it out
Pass me the
Imma smoke you out till the end of time, then Imma work it out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I feel that shit in my nerves
Like that shit got side effects
Yeah, I've been smoking hella herbs
I be smoking hella herbs, yeah I've been smoking green
Tryna feel it in my nerves, yeah I'm just tryna see
You break bricks for a living, I smoke shit for fun
Pass me the crop top, bitch, I'm finna wear it alone
Imma go numb, yeah, yeah
Now I'm dumb, yeah
In my brain, feel it, yeah
See it in my face, yeah
Oh my God