The drug that they brain need
Who substituted for this weed
Cause they right down the street
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
But don't subscribe to mainstream parties smoking weed,
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
This is no trial, this a closed case
Weed and rapping weed in jays
But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,
I keep my money neat
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
Im high as a bitch smokin weed
Who be puffin that weed
From the back seat, back seat
Now it's time to eat
Sweet jesus, where's the weed
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