This is a song about "Weed odor"

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

No weed needed to get higher

Sometimes i think, what i need

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Most flies flock to those with the worst odor

You know...you know who you are

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Who substituted for this weed

Weed i can't pronounce man

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang