Hold up and wait a minute let me put sum SwizZz up in it

Hold up and wait a minute let me put sum SwizZz up in it

Hold up and wait a minute let me put sum SwizZz up in it

Hold up and wait a minute 'cause I smoke kush

Yeah, I'm no Kush connoisseur but I do get blown

What you expect the west coast is my home

So I pack super bowls no NFL

Light it up, take a toke, hold it in, exhale

I rip bongs with my bros smoke spliffs with my niggas

Hit the pipe with my girl while I'm sippin' on my liquor

That's Jack in my cup I can't afford the Patron

Fuck the expensive shit I'm still in my zone

Cover to buddy, you little lovers man up

You can smell whats in my back when I'm poppin' the damn trunk

If the cops pull me over I'ma bribe 'em with the OG (Say what?)

Kick back and hit a sack with the police

Everybody smokes out here dont be senile

I got twenty three connects on speed dial

Just tell your doctor that you have migraines

Get a club card and let the ganja sooth the pain

There's a clinic on every corner don't worry about supply

Puff it once puff it twice then pass it off to the right

Or pass it off to the left or keep it all to yourself

Your trying to get faded and all I want to do is help

So smoke till you choke like you missed a game winner

Or toke till your twisted like my middle two fingers

West coast baby, I'm not from L.A. 

Crenshaw, Compton, or Long Beach are you crazy

Born in the valley of the earthquake

So I'ma hold it down from packtown to west lake, yup! Yup!

Excuse my voice, but I'm highly in need of water, I just hit the blunt and almost died oh, thank you Father up above for this plant and its label of a drug I can never get enough of weed smoke in my lungs

I got kush clouds blurrin' my vision

Every sentence that I spew is so damn contridicting

I hear the homie in the front seat freakishly trippin'

Screamin' out GSP has him in an arm bar submission

Like really? This motherfucker's overreacting

He's hallucinatin' like were chillin' chewin' on acid

The bleezy wasn't laced, he only hit it twice

When I asked if he was fine he said he was feelin' right (I'm straight)

Ten minutes later now he's bitin' on the laces of his nikes

This fool is done for the night (Holler) alright

I'm runnin' the green mile like Mike Clarke Duncan

Minus the Asics and my iPod bumpin'

Freein' my mind because my pockets are strugglin'

The bills are stackin' up and they dont stop comin'

The herb is my gateway dog I gotta do somethin'

To ease my mom from people constantly buggin'

Preachin 'bout I should've stayed in school

Then get mad when I get mad like I'm suppose to play it cool (Shit, bitches)

Lick right between my ass cheeks

And then trickle down to where my balls and shaft meet

Now open up wide to catch a load of my black meat

And swallow it whole and wipe your mouth with my black tea (Mmm, good)

Those are my instructions for the skeptics

Three Zs I got the antidote if your restless

And if I don't put you to sleep the kush will

So light it up and experience how you should feel

Prop nineteen failed, fuck it

I'm still getting higher than my voice is, suck it