This is a song about "Grass"

Just gave up $30 for yellow bristle grass,

See her man face-to-face through the glass

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

But i let off everything i have

Got her going down, no teeth

Till its grass i'm underneath

Otherwise ya grass fast, im smoking on the best grass

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Cuz if i get high of that trash im blastin brain cells and this ass is grass!!!

To the point that you ran out of hope, you were a high grass

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

But first imma smoke more of this fine grass