This is a song about "Weed shredder"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

But i'm not worried

But don't like that about pipe or weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Indubitably i'm too street

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

You need a gram of that favorite weed?

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

My shredder has several levers, each one is aggressor,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed.