DESCRIPTION:
"Uhh, got a bitch on my checklist
Smoking trees, the forest on my wishlist
Smoke a swish and I'm chillin
Mothafucka, get high to the ceiling
What about the feelin, pet don't be trippin
Off of that good good sticky icky
Three bong hits and I'm trippy
Flip a stack on a rack, flip it back - hundred fast
Pass that spliff to the left
Call me the mothafuckin chef
'couse I bake the best, no cess, no BS
So don't you stress
Just straight up green, no red light
So roll with me, let's take a flight
So don't you fight, let's get it right
Let's have a ball, a real good time"

[Chorus]

"Yup, gotta bag full of lettuce
Don't forget I am smoking with the restless
Hotboxing Nissan, but soon it will be Benzes
Hoe cracker, I got Ruger in my pants
I be in your business, flicking your bitches
I can be their mentor, they can be the witness
Her face on my dick, not able to say a sentence
And I do not have to mention, that she is the bestest
Chillin with the 4/19 crew and they do know what they supposed to do
Keep calm and cool - that's the number one rule
If you don't follow fool, you'll appear on the table
Gettin money's what I'm able
Got mad, I will put you in a stable
Clip you up like staple to a paper
Mofo, suck my nuts - you can die from your hatred"

[Chorus]

"I check this mic like one-two fuck-you
Put a knife through your throat, like your head matzo
This the magic show, turn your crew to a zoo
When you deal with lions check your damn head fool
I cant stress enough, how much stress is up
I been packin nuts since you were actin up, ya fags actin tough
Whether ya daffy duck or Norris Chuck - shit don't change the fact ya suck
Let's break it up, muthafucka back it up
I'm back and I'm crackin my knuckles to whack a mole
Attack em all, an animal
I don't need no aderall to fuck a rapper up,
Me and K-Dogg we cannibals, Tyson,
Take a bite at your earlobes,
Cos this mic that I'm holding is like a family heirloom.
And if ya try to mess with the very best, even they attest that we better than the rest."

[Chorus]