This is a song about "Kush money"

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

I'm smokin' strong on original gangster kush,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

This fire ass kush is finna get seared

Purple haze, finest kush strains, smokin' weed, sippin' lean,

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

All this kush got us prayin jesus

On the slow jam of love

I smoke that cali kush/

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

Smoking on that kush when it's in town