This is a song about "Grass"

Naw but if there's grass in the field, then just like me,

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

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

Im sick of cuttin grass so im chuggin gas

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Pass it to the left, good grass is enough

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Going through my overcraft, ride around the over grass

Ass, grass n liquour, with fat cash amounts

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

People wonder why grass is green,

As: i know just what you mean

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

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