[Intro: Bullet Brak]
Man this weed has me high as hell

[Verse 1: Bullet Brak]
This that super piff, I call it holograms
It'll make ya vision shift, twenty-five dollar grams
I'm talking backwoods, and rolling papers
A whole gang of dutchess, I'm talkin different flavors

I smoke exactly what i'm counting dogs, heavy green
Do this for my mothafuckin family, I love my team
I'm going ham, Bullet Brak, pack of wolves, black on black
We need it jack, that's a fact, every dollar, all of that

I'm plottin on this plan to make a couple hundred grand
I'ma hustla, turn it to a mill, while I catch a tan
It's my turn, where's my burn like Big Pun said
You gone learn, You gone learn i put my gold fronts in

Now i'm ballin, now i'm ballin
Act a ass, act a fool now we wildin
DMV, NYC
Shots out worldwide they fuck with me, Bulletttttt

[Chorus 1: Bullet Brak]
We smokin by the pound pound pound, that's that super piff
We Louie Louie Louie Louie down, I'm that Gucci gift
I'm smokin Danny Bonaduce, Danny Bonaduce
Weed got me goin crazy, call it Danny Bonaduce