[Hook x2]
I got a green thumb, know what I mean son?
Just rolled a mean one, it's time to steam son
Sour Diesel, yo, power to the people
420, all races, we all equal
[First verse]
Yo, first thing in the morning hit the store for the Dutches
The block already sticky, already getting love by 2
Shit ain't pretty, it's 'Cuse, city of thugs, sex, money and guns
Killing over bitches, killing over drugs
Crackhead mothers, and dopehead fathers that don't bother
Yo, I'm telling yeah
Yo, shit gets deep when your aunties and your uncles is your customers
I'm tellin' ya', you're smellin' the, you're smellin' the
Aroma in the air, that's the Piff, that's the Kush
'Cusetown, yo, put it in the air
It's how we maintain on the daily
Puffin' on that hazy beef and broccoli
Maybe mix it 9/11, taste-a-flavor-ey
Pass it to your neighbor, and that be me
Stash a quarter-p all to me like I won the lottery
By golly-gee-willikers, I smoke big fat Ls with ill filters
9/11 ill mixtures: Sour Diesel, Super Skunk, Northern Lights
Roll it tight, but not too tight so it's burning right
Sour Diesel, Super Skunk, Northern Lights
Roll it tight, but not too tight so it's burning right
[Hook x2]
[Second verse]
Beautiful bars, purple ones, the golden nugs, rollin' swollen cannons
Fill up the lungs and hold it in, son
White Widow, White Owl, Phillipian, Light Kittle
The Purple Piff, The Punchy Drizzle, hey yo diddle
Strawberry, blueberry, blazing with Drew Barrymore
In la-la land lighting the fire cherry
Watermelon, mouthwaterin', cotton candy
OG Kush (nowadays I call it Halle Berry)
Cinderella 99, AK-47,
Spliff of Jamaican Red Hair with my brethren
Blazin Afghanistan, up in Amsterdam
Eatin some weed brownies, geekin like Gilligan, man
Hell yeah, son, I love the meditatin'
You can feel the effects and the power I generate
Sour Diesel, yo, power to the people
420, all races, we all equal
[Hook x2]
I got a green thumb, know what I mean son?
Just rolled a mean one, it's time to steam son
Sour Diesel, yo, power to the people
420, all races, we all equal
[First verse]
Yo, first thing in the morning hit the store for the Dutches
The block already sticky, already getting love by 2
Shit ain't pretty, it's 'Cuse, city of thugs, sex, money and guns
Killing over bitches, killing over drugs
Crackhead mothers, and dopehead fathers that don't bother
Yo, I'm telling yeah
Yo, shit gets deep when your aunties and your uncles is your customers
I'm tellin' ya', you're smellin' the, you're smellin' the
Aroma in the air, that's the Piff, that's the Kush
'Cusetown, yo, put it in the air
It's how we maintain on the daily
Puffin' on that hazy beef and broccoli
Maybe mix it 9/11, taste-a-flavor-ey
Pass it to your neighbor, and that be me
Stash a quarter-p all to me like I won the lottery
By golly-gee-willikers, I smoke big fat Ls with ill filters
9/11 ill mixtures: Sour Diesel, Super Skunk, Northern Lights
Roll it tight, but not too tight so it's burning right
Sour Diesel, Super Skunk, Northern Lights
Roll it tight, but not too tight so it's burning right
[Hook x2]
[Second verse]
Beautiful bars, purple ones, the golden nugs, rollin' swollen cannons
Fill up the lungs and hold it in, son
White Widow, White Owl, Phillipian, Light Kittle
The Purple Piff, The Punchy Drizzle, hey yo diddle
Strawberry, blueberry, blazing with Drew Barrymore
In la-la land lighting the fire cherry
Watermelon, mouthwaterin', cotton candy
OG Kush (nowadays I call it Halle Berry)
Cinderella 99, AK-47,
Spliff of Jamaican Red Hair with my brethren
Blazin Afghanistan, up in Amsterdam
Eatin some weed brownies, geekin like Gilligan, man
Hell yeah, son, I love the meditatin'
You can feel the effects and the power I generate
Sour Diesel, yo, power to the people
420, all races, we all equal
[Hook x2]
( Irealz )
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