Marijuana - B-Real, Berner, Demrick

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

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

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

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