This is a song about "My weed"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Yea dank weed pays my bills, feeds my tummy

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

My hype's like weed so buy it, the new rap mainstay

She will never get by, no how no way

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

All my weed was gone they even took my grinder too

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Spitting flows, grab my dick, smoking weed, pass that shit,

Bitch i'm all you need

My guy got all the good weed

Hustle from regis and kelly into the late show

I'm smokin' that weed while i fuck with my high's bro

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring