This is a song about "Smoke dat kush"

And i need you to show me love

All this kush got us prayin jesus

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Cuz your mixtape dropped dat shit on dat piff sucked

Kush so purple swore it's myth

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches

Countin money all day and we smoke dat bomb haze,

They say that i never cease to amaze

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Allah, not even dat

That moschino shit is so back

Smoke kush till i get lifted, high as a plane

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane