This is a song about "Get this money and smoke weed"

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

My wallets empty my ass is broke, smoke all this weed till i hack and choke

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

I cut the finest weed down, and smoke like my glock clips,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Smoke weed then cough again. get higher then junkies in the pen.

Still i ve the money and there's nothing better than some weed..

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

This the weed song light it up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Now it's time to eat

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete