yo,wip out my form of mephadone
im in the zone,im about to get this shit on
yea i roll the spliff,lift it up to my lips
and take a fat haul,bout ta fall from this hit
shit,just the missed the day where did it all go
oh,and i also missed a call bro
dosnt matter tho,its almost 420
so wip out the sack,the blunt wraps
fat tracks,so we can kick back
relax reminisce and roll many
smoke many,hackin up a lung thats so phlegmy
just ripped off a thing thats size is almost semi
with the doors closed,yea bitch
hawain hot boxes galore,towel below is what i adore
the hazy fogs a roar,smokin aint a chore
take it to the the head, thats the motto
fuck the motto,its the motha fuckin green grotto



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