This is a song about "Cooe it up weed"

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Put up and smoke that weed,

Weed stash go run hide it and stash it, head bashed in

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Nigga i dont spend my money on weed i keep my bands up

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

My hype's like weed so buy it, the new rap mainstay

So pass the weed, i'll rob the game up like butch cassidy,

Pockets on heavy d, bitch i'm hot, third degree

Sniffing up the coke, but its the bar weed am on/

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

Thought life was dull but weed made it bright instead