[Floating, floating
Oh yes, it came from the Earth
Ain’t nobody know the origins of birth
Stay pushing that dirt
A lot of the Republicans just really ain’t f#cking with herb
I am, roll my self another one
Everybody ought a lick it, tired of the flashy fuzz
Oh yes, let’s talk about the sticky sh#t
Everybody tryna kick it, I’m just out here getting lit
Oh, like dope boys be moving bricks, I’m making hits
But I don’t ever touch it, don’t need money quick
So, can you understand my master plan, like Master Jam
Can’t sit, just stand
Womp womp, like a b#tch want war
Everybody smoking about to pass out to the floor
Everybody get up, let’s just smoke a little more
Huh, and I just want to be on tour
Damn bruh, I’m too high for this [So
Cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed
Damn, where I’m at though [So
Cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed
God damn, must be a new strain, hit me in my membrane [So, uh
We smoking, we smoking
God damn, must be a new strain, hit me in my membrane [So, uh
We smoking, we smoking
Oh yeah, cough another loogie quick, smoke a blunt yourself my brother
Nothing like that movie sh#t
Joints be aching, broads be faking, some don’t really have a home
Weed is what they need to see that life is full of better bones
And some just need a better clone
Some stay up in mansions, always prancing, watching Channel 0
And some don’t give a f#ck, ’cause money and materials just really ain’t enough
Huh, I bet we really called the bluff
You deep but in the street my rap means nothing to the tough
Inhale thoughts from the Earth itself, f#ck all that b#llsh#t
It ain’t bad for your health
I’m sorry for my actions, sorry for my planning
But I’m gon’ be that n#gg# in the league, oh yeah Peyton Manning
Damn bruh, I’m too high for this [So
Cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed
Damn, where I’m at though [So
Cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed, cut up ya weed
God damn, must be a new strain, hit me in my membrane [So, uh
We smoking, we smoking
God damn, must be a new strain, hit me in my membrane [So, uh
We smoking, we smoking
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