Marijuana

[Intro: B-Legit] Check one I'm back in the piece man, you know what I'm talking about yea About to roll em in one of these motherfucking Raw papers With gelato, you dig? Put a little cookie crumb on that motherfucker See what that do [?]snowman[?], you dig? Man we just getting high I mean, what else we gonna do, nigga [Verse 1: B-Legit] Ask me how I feel about the marijuana I tell you that I love it like I love my mama We don't do confusion and all the drama We be with the crew, little benihana California state, Chico up north Get it to the bay, it's some buckmore Travel up top with some fuck foe They ain't even got what a nigga ride Gelato with my raw with the cookie crumb On my instagram putting hella thumbs Fuck around you gonna need another lung Probably where your favorite rapper get it from White boys and the tube rolling [?] up New strain, bout to enter that in the cup With the harvest coming up, Ima move around High as health care nigga I ain't coming down [Interlude] For what? Nigga, thats what we do It's what we been doing Nigga hit me on the next album dank site I want some of that shit you and Berner be having on your IG I said man, you have to get at Berner about that boy [Verse 2: Berner] Roll another one smoke the pain away I'm in the bay getting paid in a major way When that box show up, how you supposed to feel? One-hundred and fifty grand wrapped with a vacuum seal Took (serb)[?], put his back on the map again Long nights, no sleep, sick of traffic cam Wax made me never want to dab again Buy more bags, put the candy in It's outdoor season and I'm loving it Price so low, they can't get enough of it Snowman get me on my own hype Fuck a new chain, baby buy me grow lights I'm in the G-Spot, yea the weed spot The shit will make you sweat like a (key sap)[?] Clear on my rolling no G-Shock New Benz cost about three blocks Let the smoke clear homie, ima pot-head Weed got a mountain like a hop head F-1 burning out the room smell Like the pelly did back early two-thou Nice way, pretty bitch, few pre-rows We let the coke bricks fly with the igloos Ima beast with the weed shit Me and B-Legit, we let the peace flip [Outro]