This is a song about "Fuckin bitches and smokin weed"

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Put up and smoke that weed,

Me and my peeps often meet

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Smokin weed, it's pretty fuckin sleazy

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Smokin' weed like i'm a rastafarian professional

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Indubitably i'm too street

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Outstanding clout, what up greg street