This is a song about "Grinding cars money pot weed toke smoke broke cracker bitches pussy loud chicks"

Damn it's so loud, see 'em drop in my weed smoke,

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Filling my lungs up with weed smoke,

But hey yo look, money from across the street

You know i only smoke that bomb weed,

While i lay back and take a toke of your personal oz of smoke

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

I smoke a lot of weed, i mean why not? its kind of a give away that i smoke a lot of pot

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Don't smoke no loud wit us

Niggas talk with limited service