DESCRIPTION:
Grass City Bitch.

Lyrics-

Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
With a pocket full of papers, it's your nigga Drix
Eight Twenty in the sack, got an ounce bitch
If you ain't put in five, better bounce bitch
Got my main shit, mixed up with some other shit
Call my homies up, yeah we smoking all of it
Passing three eight g blunts, they all lit
Minty taste, cause I added in some peppermint
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Getting paper, living in cash city bitch
Getting high, cause my supply is infinite
In the corner with a bitch and bong, getting intimate

Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Glass bong, full pipe, pocket full of papers bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Glass bong, full pipe, pocket full of papers bitch

Weed like the windows, rolled up
I'll pass it in a minute, hold up
Drinking straight from the bottle, no cups
Guess what we giving, no fucks
It's not a peace pipe, that's a death bong
body still here, but my mind gone
It's tuesday, smoking with no shirt on
No coughing bitch, lungs made of teflon
Chilling at the park, with a fat-ass sack
you can take a hit, but you better pass it back
Party like heaven, angels invite us
Chilling with Jesus, smoking out papyrus
Goddamn, blow out the smoke
Blue Dream Kush, this shit no joke
puff-puff-puff-pass it, blow out the gasses
took a big hit, done fucked around and cashed it

Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Glass bong, full pipe, pocket full of papers bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Glass bong, full pipe, pocket full of papers bitch

More herb, change in dynamics
Glass bong, but the pipe is ceramic
Fruity pebble dro, the taste is fantastic
The way we burning trees, is gonna kill the planet
mix it up, smoking through a taki
whose got the reggie, not me
dump it in the pipe, shout out to Papi
Ima drop the mic cause Im bout to start sparking


Smoking ounces, ounces
ounces, ounces
Smoking ounces, ounces
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch
Ounces, Ounces
Smoking ounces, ounces
ounces, ounces
Grass city bitch, grass grass city bitch