This is a song about "Dank mlg snipars"

I'm right back in it dead yummy and her mildew stank

That a niggas gonna end up, when im done puffing this dank

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Got racks you don’t understand

I got good gas and the weeds dank

My shit so dank it smells

Cause i can't seem to see myself

Good love then i can do that for her

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

I'm on deck i'm up next

Rollin dank so i dont feel tense

You must mix that with dank

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Only smoke that dank cause i don't fuck around

Wrap around 'til they hit the ground and they hear a sound