| This OG Kush, what I’m smokin' nigga
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| Put the fire to a hater, and smoke a nigga
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| I pull them whips out, and I’m smokin' nigga
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| You think you hot as me, hold on, you must be smokin' nigga
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| Cali weed in a dutch, purple lean in my cup
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| Smokin' while I’m drivin', nigga we be fucked up
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| Hit the weed then pass out, homie you an amateur
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| This bitch is bad as fuck so I’mma grab that camera bruh
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| Peelin' bank rolls, Condo full of bad bitches
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| Lot of pills, lot of weed, and a lot of liquor
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| Sprinkle hash on a blunt bitch Im rich and double cup
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| Ain’t no time bein' wasted time to roll another up
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| Trippy niggas getting high, man that’s what we all do
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| She know I’m with them Taylors, wanna fuck the whole crew
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| Smokin' out the phantom Rolls, tryna stay low key
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| If what’s in the air then you know its me
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| This OG Kush, what I’m smokin' nigga
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| Put the fire to a hater, and smoke a nigga
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| I pull them whips out, and I’m smokin' nigga
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| You think you hot as me, hold on, you must be smokin' nigga
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| Smokin' on this potent, feelin' like I’m floatin'
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| Lookin' like I’m Chinese cause my eyes are barely open
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| Weed in my king size and right beside me got that potion
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| Rollin' up that ganja all my diamonds like the ocean
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| All looked like I cloned em, all look like they glowin'
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| All look like they snowin', I should build a snowman
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| Pulled out my garage to show my car cause I’m a showman
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| Can’t get in my closet cause I got all of this clothin'
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| Smokin' out Ill show you how to roll one up and blow it down
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| I’m on the stage you in the crowd I’m in the air you on the ground
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| You on that uh, I’m on that loud
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| I’m on that island Veuve Clicquot money pilin'
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| This OG Kush, what I’m smokin' nigga
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| Put the fire to a hater, and smoke a nigga
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| I pull them whips out, and I’m smokin' nigga
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| You think you hot as me, hold on, you must be smokin' nigga
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| I got a bad bitch on a hash pipe, and that ass right
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| I don’t know Lil shawty name, I just call her last night
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| Ballin' hard coppin' foreign cars like they half price
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| Blowin' loud, Juicy J be higher than the gas price
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| Mary Jane, bitch I get so high call me Eddy Kane
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| Freaky bitch, and she drippin' wet, its a hurricane
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| Dope boy, I got it on my own, I come from sellin' stones
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| Old school, nigga get naked like a hairy bone
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| Codeine all in my cup, I got your queen all on my nuts
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| I spray she drink it up, that’s right she freaky as fuck
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| Trippy nigga fresh to death, like the after life
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| Juicy J I feel outta space, cause I’m gettin' higher than a satellite
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| This OG Kush, what I’m smokin' nigga
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| Put the fire to a hater, and smoke a nigga
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| I pull them whips out, and I’m smokin' nigga
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| You think you hot as me, hold on, you must be smokin' nigga |