[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 niggas 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]