This is a song about "Grass"

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

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

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

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

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

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

People wonder why grass is green,

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

Whose primary concern is just to hustle and to blaze the grass,

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash