This is a song about "Grass"

My lazy ass don't blaze the grass and drink whole bottles,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

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

Where her shadow cast, when she lands she'll smash like glass into the grass.

Stay rolling up that potent grass

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Because im like flash mother fucker, i dash, laid on the grass

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

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

All we need is convienient love

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

Am sick of being stuck for grass

Baby, you got that super bass