[Intro]
Some of the good things that weed can do
PSA: lemme start shootin' em fuckin' commercials
Jets in the house
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I'm so cold with it the potency of the beat
Is consistent with the fact that Mos did it
Prolific not shaken or stirred
In the presence of those niggas, herbs
They only after your bread them fuckin' birds
You think they like your haircut, fair enough
Live your life partna guess I could keep them two cents in my pocket
Add that to these underground rap dollas
Refused the majors and stay real I kept my promise
Roll bamboos in the Bambus Mama
It's either that or them strawberry coladas
X-box web browser download an updated NBA roster
Play an eighty-two game season, condo full of snacks Spitta not leavin'
Off-brand mutherfuckers odd number
You are not even on my level
Write that sickness my ink pen sneezin'
Yancey Thigpen can't catch me sleepin'
You ear hustling muthafucka and I'm eatin'
Creepin' with my side bitch hope I don't get caught cheatin'
New Orleans this morning, New York in this evenin'
Squintin' they eyes and shit they can't see him
Fly in the house, buzzin'
Them bugs can't be him
Illegible letters in my ledger they can't read 'em
Smilin', money pilin', I'm cheesin'
Odometer broken I ain't know that I was speedin'
Fast livin', sloe gin for these bitches
I got that game from my Pittsburgh niggas
SV Diablo, '96 wings lift, Daniel-san crane kick
Some of the good things that weed can do
PSA: lemme start shootin' em fuckin' commercials
Jets in the house
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
I'm so cold with it the potency of the beat
Is consistent with the fact that Mos did it
Prolific not shaken or stirred
In the presence of those niggas, herbs
They only after your bread them fuckin' birds
You think they like your haircut, fair enough
Live your life partna guess I could keep them two cents in my pocket
Add that to these underground rap dollas
Refused the majors and stay real I kept my promise
Roll bamboos in the Bambus Mama
It's either that or them strawberry coladas
X-box web browser download an updated NBA roster
Play an eighty-two game season, condo full of snacks Spitta not leavin'
Off-brand mutherfuckers odd number
You are not even on my level
Write that sickness my ink pen sneezin'
Yancey Thigpen can't catch me sleepin'
You ear hustling muthafucka and I'm eatin'
Creepin' with my side bitch hope I don't get caught cheatin'
New Orleans this morning, New York in this evenin'
Squintin' they eyes and shit they can't see him
Fly in the house, buzzin'
Them bugs can't be him
Illegible letters in my ledger they can't read 'em
Smilin', money pilin', I'm cheesin'
Odometer broken I ain't know that I was speedin'
Fast livin', sloe gin for these bitches
I got that game from my Pittsburgh niggas
SV Diablo, '96 wings lift, Daniel-san crane kick
Track 5 on Pilot Talk
