[Hook]
I’m the weed man bitch you can tell how the reefer smoke
Shoutout to my plug real shit cause he keep that dope
Dope money low but my dro money keep me going
Gotta keep my phone on silent cause that shit annoying [x2]

[Verse]
Started as a youngin’ went from sevens to an onion
Made nothing from something man it really wasn’t nothing
Started with no money my big brother had to front me
When I came up short all the homies used to jump me
Hanging with the mob man my teams were so lovely
Always been the seller I ain’t never been a junkie
Louisville Kentucky where I served a couple druggies
Down in Orange B they tried to rob me for my money
Bitch I smile a lot but shit really isn’t funny
Yeah I served a lot bitch I hustle for my tummy
Grandma and my Mummy plus the girl who loved me
Had candy in my cubby
Trapping since Teletubbies
The real street n***as love me
You can get beat like rugby
See you where the sun be
I don’t fucking play in detention everyday
I don’t smoke on jays backwoods when I bake
Ray band shades
Bitch I look like Johnny Cash
[Hook]