Young Bo - This Way lyrics

[Intro: The Jacka] No disrespect to Promethazine or codeine Know what I'm sayin' No disrespect to Xannies Know what I'm sayin' All those downers, mane you feel me No disrespect to no drug in the world man Know what I'm sayin' Be happy, live free, ya dig? The struggle will not giveth up This for the weed smokers Know what I'm sayin' Like I and I, listen [Hook: The Jacka] If you've never smoke with J before Then you've never felt this way before If you've never smoked no where before Then you've never been to space before If you never smoke Snowman before What planet are you standing on If you've never smoked Girl Scout before You can help yourself out the front door [Verse 1: The Jacka] Fire up the cone and tell me how it sounds Love OG, never let me down But right now with some brand new strains around That Blue Ivy got a fire smell That Y got me feelin' fly as hell That Sherbert straight work forreal That Master don't work for him That Bubble Kush, it dont work for them We smokin' sh** that yall worshiping That Cherry Garcia just came in And it already left a big impression Don't pa** me the tree if the sh** is in question My weed farmer, yeah, he smarter than a college professor He let me smoke Cherry Pie when the sh** wasn't tested But first time I smoked, man, it had to be my best sh** Best strands been gone for over ten years Jack in the place. you know what's in here X in the place, got the loudest in here I know we got the best cause I've been everywhere Won't forget the Jack cause I'm leavin' the cherry there Come to my pad, n***as sleep in every chair The only one rule here is you smoke everywhere You got good weed, boy put that sh** in the air It's time to move on cause I think that we finished here [Hook: The Jacka] If you've never smoke with J before Then you've never felt this way before If you've never smoked no where before Then you've never been to space before If you never smoke Snowman before What planet are you standing on If you've never smoked Girl Scout before You can help yourself out the front door [Verse 2: Berner] I'm on that new sh**, yeah, you know I got it Had to roll two joints before I bought it Two week flush before I chop it Outta town, everyone want it OT, it's the weed man, whats your bag like I'm on Satellite with Paul Wall Fifty-five pounds in my trunk My H-Town plug, yeah, I gonna want it all I use to North star purp in the drought All in the East bay, down in the South All through the mid West, then we got Scout Fifty-two-hundred for a goddamn pound I'm rich off herb, Frisco Bern Yeah the first one, who ever smoked Sherb, sh** Blue gloves and the vacuum sealer In my old garage, me and Jack countin' scrilla Fresh blue glue, number four gorilla That Y smoke tough, taste like vanilla Smoked out, car smell like a grow house Me and J.A. poured up a four ounce We smoke that bag that you can't buy In my city we got plenty We don't ever run dry Jet Fuel, hardcore wax got me feelin' fly In Kansas city with the whales, countin' money all night KC and Tacoma, the aroma of the strong Comin' out the van In the game, smokin' til I'm gone Come on, come on [Hook: The Jacka] If you've never smoke with J before Then you've never felt this way before If you've never smoked no where before Then you've never been to space before If you never smoke Snowman before What planet are you standing on If you've never smoked Girl Scout before You can help yourself out the front door [Verse 3: Young Boss] Smoking out the pound inside the sh** That's what we do new way little homie Just keep the swooshies roll With raw papers we ballin hard on Ya'll haters you never smoke bubble gum Go cook you ain't smokin player That's why in live i stay high Live the lime life bubble down the cherry A hell of amber ice and And KK a lot of n******gs like to f** with gas I pa** on that cousin I'm smoking stupid stuff Light it up light it up I'm pulling up I look them up which park of smoking ham My n******gs JA got the thing on crazy That boy edge full of tat many keys to fire Four plus zip i can't get no higher Smoke a lot of damn trees let me pick on up f** with the trees we be living it up You know you kinda a crazy guy The sh** give me wedgy eyes Yea some times it gives me wings Make me feel like i can fly I'm always choosing to stay street If i use the swoshy sweets Taking up that blue line and i never Use that out of leap Meal mill only all i know about is you Most of mini neesa needed Like a jacket off the edge Had a kinda step had this cookie jar In a tray and breshetta field trip Gotting me feel jhonny blaze You always too hell a cheap I can get you good grade Four fifty every zip and i smoke that new wave Trigger graces in the graflex Smoking fatties to the face tralenters with the oil Got you thinking you gotta blow his life And i always gonna bring the munchies Off the crack joke oh we laugh that funny She make a stupid p**y bring the money You smoke high till you put your dick in the coffee Took two dabs and straight up coughing So into my body and I'm ready to took off About to fall but the flower ain't blossom Six foot three in the middle of august [Hook: The Jacka] If you've never smoke with J before Then you've never felt this way before If you've never smoked no where before Then you've never been to space before If you never smoke Snowman before What planet are you standing on If you've never smoked Girl Scout before You can help yourself out the front door