[Lyric] 420 at Mount Ru$hmore Bonu$ (Canna Coa$t)

[Course]
420, 1443, small package
Even four heads on Mt. Rushmore, can smell my packet
420, 1443, small package
Even four heads on Mt. Rushmore, can smell my packet

[Interlude 1]
-huh?
"I can't"
Why you can't?
"I can't because the door's not open all the way" (why?)

[Verse 1]
We don't smoke in a car but in traffic
"The jury, I can name a few rappers who plastic."
My boy who took a perky, I said he lookin' like a addict
My bitch want cinderella dresses comin' in a carriage
But if she good she might just have it
The only way I used to fight it was smokin' the attic
I'm known for the good things but I might let him have it
Sleep all day in bed when my bitch says she wanna have it
And she wrote for me, my nigga, that's all she a fuckin' savage
[Interlude 2]
Got weed?
Man that shit smell good as hell, dawg, how's Jamal
He's uh-so he's tryna get somethin' to bring the [?] down to the [?]
[?], right?
Right

[Course]
420, 1443, small package
Even four heads on Mt. Rushmore, can smell my packet

[Verse 2]
Jefferson, Roosevelt, Washington, Lincoln
I'm from the east, of the Lost London but not from England
Party project X, 'cause the boy just came back from Queens
I never saw [?] nigga just say they was high off trees
My dawg was on a [?] for a year
After all these dawgs became a rapper, 2020 year
But I be pokin' trees and momma still don't tolerate it here
I told her this my year and I don't drive, but my hand be gone a year

[Course]
420, 1443, small package
Even four heads on Mt. Rushmore, can smell my packet
420, 1443, small package
Even four heads on Mt. Rushmore, can smell my packet