Money & Weed
All these drugs I do gotta be bad for me
Yeah, yeah, put it in a leaf
Yeah, yeah, I smoke Christmas tree
Yeah, in my Air Jordan 3s
Yeah, I be smoking purple leaves, yeah
I don’t even wanna breathe, yeah
Yeah, and I’m rocking f**king pink


Truey jacket just go with Truey jeans
I’m off drugs, yeah, you know I’m a fiend
Couple of Percs, yeah, pop a little bean
Can’t go broke, I don’t know what that sh*t means
DCs on my feet, I stay clean
Money counter beep, yeah, I’m getting green


Yeah, these ns fake, yeah, these ns green
These n****s hate, but they wanna be like me
Nothing excites me
I got anxiety, that’s why I’m lighting
‘Cause this weed a part of me
These drugs exciting when they go inside of me

Money & Weed
That sh*t like 1, 2, 3
All these drugs that I do
Man, they gotta be bad for me
Yeah, and I’m smoking on the best
Yeah, I’m smoking exotic weed
These drugs want me to rest
Yeah, I’m a drug fiend