sticky green

we finna smoke like it ain't no tomorrow. i grab a swisher sweet and use my fingernail to cut it

gut it

then i dump the droppin' out then stuff it full of coffee

and if you don't know by now coffee is kilo

in other words weed a fat dime is a pillar

now the buds on the stems are like trees in an orchid

anybody in the room who don't smoke weed is gettin' torch lit

by the smoke niggas choke niggas cough and they fart

need to quit it but they still tryin' to hit it too hard

it's the. sticky green

frosty leaves

oh so sweet

i love to blow it

it seems to be a

misunderstanding' about the cheeba

i see sign stating cannabis will lead ta"