Sage Williams - Cannabis lyrics

This be that dirty south 'Bama sh** Smoking on that cannabis Styrofoam of Sunny D, we Rolling up a gram of mid 808s up in the trunk The neighbors cannot handle it Pulling up to Chick-Fil-A To get some chicken sandwiches (Can I take your order?) Yeah, let me get a number one Pull up to the window now we 'bout to have a bunch of fun My n***a pa** the bowl to the Back of the backseat Now we at the studio Rapped and relaxing Green all around me from the Cash to the hash, sh** Even the bottom of my f**in Snapback green They say they on top But I have to disagree Dream Squad first and these n***as coming lastly Giggle Gang is murdering And pulling all the girls and sh** With the f**ing words I spit You'd think I was allergic to These f*ggots That's murmuring on Tracks, they f**ing Derp to me Disregard females and Acquire more currency Word to the Jets To the next n***as with a set Thinking that you sick as this Is honestly ridiculous Sage pull your sister 'till he Get his dick up in her lips Rotating the plant, I call That sh** photosynthesis I got n***as flipping fifths And making all these dividends Income, no tax Only working 6 to 10 I don't drink myself But we mixing up this fifth and gin Doing d** is something But selling them is a different sin