Dumont - NBA (National Blunt Association) lyrics

{Don Jaffe} Rolling smoking trees thats that potent popery Stupid loud pack thats that crack like c**a leaves Riding around through HarveyWorld smoking Kingston Green Smoke come out the car like a scary movie scene I feel like a star though I've never been an actor Left them squares alone I heard weed a cure for cancer Mary Jane my hoe I just hit her twice and pa** her Run a strain train roll another one right after I feel like I'm casper smokey dope the friendly ghost Space ghost, coast to coast VMM Global flow Extendos called Pinocchio pimpin' I ain't lyin' Bring them paper planes out roll em' up and fly em' I live like a pilot, hotter than a pilot Bud called 'Purple God' it look ultraviolet Kushy look fluorescent, O.G. is my essence Look under my Christmas tree, pounds is my presents O.J. and kush for breakfast, damn that sound refreshin' House full of loud clouds, yeah I live in Heaven Perfect Circle 7, anytime we session Give thanks for this dank this B is a Blessin' I'm blowing choking on Strawberry Cough Virgin lungs pop cherries off, choke so hard I can barely talk I'm so high I can barely walk I elect to elevate Smoke weed, meditate, reach so high I levitate I always can I never can't, them two words I never say Ok well I just did, just for understandings sake I got honey's to taste, got money to make, got weed to bake She edible my weed edible, after her I got trees to bake All Is Well and I'm super healthy, fruity rolls I got leafy greens Hot boy leave a trail of smoke everytime I leave the scene Mix 'Irene' with 'KingsBread' call that 'Meet The Queen' I'm David Burn of this NBA and we Chicago Reefer Team NATIONAL BLUNT ASSOCIATION