Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh
Bob Marley would be proud of me
Same spot, ain't moved a muscle yet
Grade's got a vicious bite, it needs a muzzle yet
Ahh
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't buzzing yet
Head's heavy, feeling like I've got a million brains
Weed supply needs to last man a million days
Ahh, levels
I'm on a different wave
One way ticket straight to happiness
Rizla in my fingers, yeah, I'm strapping this
Ahh
I'm on the maddest cess
Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh
Bob Marley would be proud of me
(Cough, cough)
That's what the good stuff does
I know you shouldn't play with drugs
Ahh, f**k it
Light one up
Eyes stay redder than the stop sign
Big bag of weed, you know I've got mine
On this ting, I'm never offline
Ahh
I love it long time
Match made in heaven's what I'd call it
I like to bun it in the mornings
I think I hear the heavens calling
Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh
Bob Marley would be proud of me
Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh
Bob Marley would be proud of me
Bob Marley would be proud of me
