This is a song about "Weed and chill"

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

From the back seat, back seat

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

I need a beat thats so slow and cold its chill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

If i can let it go so can you so stay calm and chill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

Chill bro and enjoy your marijuana high

I shine like something in the sky

I keep my money neat

Put up and smoke that weed,