Yo, oh yeah, it's goin' down now, jig, that's some smooth -ass shit right there, man, hell
yeah!
Sound like some of that Mr. 420 shit, know what I'm talkin' bout, believe that, hell
yeah!
This shit for the smokers worldwide, man, I keep tellin' niggas, man, you could be high
as me, man, and Jarell Pussy Plus Saturdays would still not be as high as me!
He ain't high as me, no way, no how, not even hardly, joint paper switchers, now we got
ourselves a party!
This that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that Bob Marley, this that,
this that Bob Marley, smokin' green, blowin' up, now I'm feelin' gnarly, he ain't high
as me, no way, no how, not even hardly!
This that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley,
this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley,
this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley,
this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that
Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley, this that,
this that, this that Bob Marley, this that, this that Bob Marley!
Workin' down about four grams, gettin' high with Lindsey Lohan
I'm so glad I get into it, Mr. 420, you know that I'm the druest, I can roll a blunt with no hands
I'm so on it that the moment that I even take a rip, it is a nigga feelin' cool like a slow jam
That shit feel cool, rockin' back and forth till I keep drummin', the airway gets me higher
Anything sound good to a nigga right now, I can tell this shit's on fire
Ridin' 85 south, got a blunt in my mouth when I ride by
Y 'all can't tell me shit about this reefer, bitch, I'ma die high
Y 'all can't tell me shit about this reefer, bitch, I'ma die high
Y 'all can't tell me shit about this reefer, bitch, I'ma die high
Y 'all can't tell me shit about this reefer, bitch, I'ma die high
Y 'all can't tell me shit about this reefer, bitch, I'ma die high
