| Purple kush, smoked that bitch
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| Sour Diesel, smoked that bitch
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| OG Kush, smoked that bitch
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| If it don’t hit like Cali, I don’t smoke that shit
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| So high in the sky, I’m a astronaut
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| I’m super getting my nigga call me juicy laugh a lot
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| This weed that I’m smoking on, you gon' have to cough
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| That weed that you smoking on, you gon' have to stop
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| That shit will make you feel high up way up on a hill
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| And if ya wanna come down, pop a seal
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| Mix it in the cup, sip it up
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| 12 zips, 12 bottles of gin, I’m in love
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| Kush I don’t like are the mix in the morning
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| Bitches everywhere, blunts gut in the corner
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| 15 beans fell out almost caught em
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| But I was on the phone, talking to yo daughters
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| Pussy ass nigga I’m high as fuck and
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| Kush ain’t cuz the fucking ocean
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| Roll another one, fuck that other one
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| You might go
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| Pimps are the loud, ya know what we bout
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| If ya nigga ain’t dead
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| He ain’t coming out my mouth
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| Money talking nigga I don’t care for a friday
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| And every days a payday
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| And every blunt is
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| And every bitch is light side
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| Niggas getting high, I mean hella high
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| We in the studio smoking hella high
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| Weed got me going, I’m in Popeye
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| I’m still smoking strong, I mean loud loud
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| Riding through yo hood nigga know this a traphouse
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| Only 1 rule that a nigga kept die by
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| My niggas at yo door doe, that’s a suicide
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| Your my brotha doe, and he down to ride |