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I got my own strand of weed, its comin' out, It's called Green Suicide It's got be at y'all local dispensary This that shit, This that shit That'll have you sky high That'll have you with them wide eyes This that shit, this that shit Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe This that shit, this that shit That have you light up on a dab This that shit, this that shit And blow that shit all in the air This that shit, this that shit It make you loose yo fuckin' mind We call it Green Suicide This that shit will have you feeling like you Superman This that shit that have you feelin' like you in a Lamb This the type of shit that make you blow a hundred grand This the type of shit that make yo bitch come fuck the fam Once you take one hit of this you gon' feel so high you not coming' back This is that shit that have me wildin' and spazzin' on all of them tracks This is that shit that have me pimpin' bitches that bringin' me racks All in the while I be smellin' like Cookies and shit while I'm running through racks Aye this that shit you never smoked before SongtexteYeah this that shit that make you wanna choke Aye this that shit that'll have you on the floor (yeah) Aye this that shit that'll make you kick a door This that shit, This that shit That'll have you sky high That'll have you with them wide eyes This that shit, this that shit Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe This that shit, this that shit That have you light up on a dab This that shit, this that shit And blow that shit all in the air This that shit, this that shit It make you loose yo fuckin' mind We call it Green Suicide Put that shit off in your lungs Break it down roll you a joint We smoke it all til its done Three pounds all til its done Beef with my squad better run Millions I want more than one Bad hoes I want more than one Just a bought a car for my son Put that shit in the garage he'll drive it when he's old enough Had to go switch up my bank the old one wouldn't hold enough Old bitches cuttin' me off say I don't hit they phone enough If you ain't down with the gang then my big you can't roll with us Codeine in the Soda, I put KK in the Cone And I took a bitch and I don't know her Pour some drink I'm never sober I done rolled a hundred drinks and I don't leave the crib Even hit snoop hit it once and said he need a zip, nigga This that shit, This that shit That'll have you sky high That'll have you with them wide eyes This that shit, this that shit Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe This that shit, this that shit That have you light up on a dab This that shit, this that shit And blow that shit all in the air This that shit, this that shit It make you loose yo fuckin' mind We call it Green Suicide I'm working like a boss, smokin' like a chief Smokin' on a pound lookin' like a reef This shit put you down put yo ass to sleep This shit have me buyin' a pound every other week 3-5 in my zone, she like damn this long (mm hmm) One puff and she gone, she like damn this shit strong I'm like yeah bitch I'm on, You ain't used to this shit You ain't used to this fire weed, you ain't used to gettin' lit Aye, this that shit that make you act a fool Aye, this that shit that have you skippin' school Aye, this that shit that make you go bizerk But this that shit that make you put in work This that shit, This that shit That'll have you sky high That'll have you with them wide eyes This that shit, this that shit Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe This that shit, this that shit That have you light up on a dab This that shit, this that shit And blow that shit all in the air This that shit, this that shit It make you loose yo fuckin' mind We call it Green Suicide We call it Green Suicide We call it Green Suicide We call it Green Suicide We call it Green Suicide Go to your local dispensary tell em' you want new Juicy J weed Green Suicide Nigga, knock you on your motherfuckin' ass nigga this that shit Aus Songtexte Mania