1st Verse
I got to be smoking cannabis galore because I’m a weed who*e smoking unit lay eyelids drop to the floor always giving green trees some loving you might be done but I’m always baking like an oven hovering up above in the clouds with a bong blazing up something strong living a life like Tommy Chong lighting up in public like it aint nothing wrong looking way more high than Edward Furlong I’m always looking forward to getting high all damn day long chiefing the green kind all the time to ease my mind huffing and puffing the green to unwind blowing that indica straight up into your lungs I will be burning up tons smoking weed with your sons breaking weed up into crumbs and rolling it tight so the blunt never runs all of that cannabis I’ll be obsessing and possessing because growing it is my profession hanging around with a pound for a smoke session better believe I’ll pack that all up in my pipe and smoke it all up quick without question
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I’m smoking some green like I’m a fiend huffing and puffing like no-one has seen this is my daily routine I will be smoking some green claiming you don’t really want to smoke what the f*ck you mean I’ll be on the hydro rolling up another cigarillo smoking some green like I’m a fiend smoking and toking like no-one has seen this is my daily routine
2nd Verse
Smoking a ton of weed until I’m not stable I’m always getting high while watching cops on cable smoking you under the table I want to talk to Samson hitting the lime green devil’s lettuce again my lungs are darker than african skin from getting zooted packing bowl of cereal with hash included police I have eluded and remained unseen so many mother fu*kers know that I smell like evergreen I study for every drug test but fail the drug screen I’m really into weed cultivation respiratory relaxation on the plantation always packing or rolling up some marijuana medication I got the best stress reliever that sativa that’ll leave you so stoned I’m burning homegrown from all the plants I have cloned if you got the good green then you can come along from the tree to the tray to a jay or a bong
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3rd Verse
Having bag of chronic is really what everybody brags about well I just got a bag and the bags out only smoking what i’m growing in my garden snapping the stems and trimming the buds that harden smoking until my bag is bare I’m rolling up the greens everywhere you can smell the terpenes in the air don’t despair because I brought enough share if you’re going to be breakout the weed then I’m coming over there I’m going to be grinding it up and sparking it up getting way more fu*ked up off of the hydroponic smoke clouds above my head looking like I am a comic feeling cannabis in your mind body and soul if you’re paranoid then we can pack a little bowl let’s have a weed conversation in any location get high without hesitation waiting for decriminalization I really want to smoke with the whole population let the weed be your salvation in summation I am that blazing caucasian lighting up and then becoming asian come with me and you’ll be in a world full of weed cultivation
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