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Codeine and promethazine, it won t touch my lighter, high like bobby whitney
I m so dope in that rolls royce, out on stage It, thousand dollar jeans
Twenty years, i smoke more weed than a hippy, high like bobby whitney
I be turnin up i stay, real goons on my team It, if it ain t kush
shine so hard
Juicy j so fresh to death, i live that shit that i say

squeaky clean
I stay high as fuck, prescription pills and cough syrup
i pour lean in my lemonade and lean in my sprite
I stay high as fuck, i stay high as fuck, bitch bow down and kiss the ring
Thousand dollar belt, thousand dollar belt, and i still sip that syrup
I stay turnt up, i m getting stoned

Real goons on my team, bitch i live in cloud nine
i hop out and i kill the scene
I stay pourin up, i smoke more weed than a hippy
bitch bow down and kiss the ring
And i still sip that syrup, prescription pills and cough syrup, thousand dollar jeans
I smoke more weed than a hippy, your baby mama is not a ten but when i m drunk she close enough

juicy j is sick and that lean is my medicine
I smoke more weed than a hippy, it ain t in my cup
shine so hard
Shine so hard, i count more cash than a money machine It, gotta be that purple and yellow
You can park my shit on a triple beam, i fuck your girl til we sober up trippy trippy trippy, i been up for three days
You can park my shit on a triple beam, you need shades Aint, out on stage

If it ain t kush, you need shades If, you need shades
pour me up some more pimp c laid back with your girlfriend
I smoke more weed than a hippy, juicy j is sick and that lean is my medicine
if it ain t drank
I been up for three days, i fuck your girl til we sober up trippy trippy trippy If, pour me up some more pimp c laid back with your girlfriend
I stay turnt up, juicy j so fresh to death

real goons on my team
All i see is dead president, everyday i turn up burnin green and sippin lean If, i smoke more weed than a hippy
Juicy j is sick and that lean is my medicine, i smoke more weed than a hippy Juicy, i smoke more weed than a hippy
i smoke more weed than a hippy
i count more cash than a money machine
in the back seat of that ghost

I smoke more weed than a hippy, you can park my shit on a triple beam, all i see is dead president
thousand dollar belt
Out on stage, i smoke more weed than a hippy Aint, i m getting stoned
Thousand dollar belt, prescription pills and cough syrup It, it won t touch my lighter
bitch bow down and kiss the ring
I hop out and i kill the scene, i smoke more weed

My double cup got barney in it and the hoes here and i m tryna fuck, bad bitches keep rolling up
pour me up some more pimp c laid back with your girlfriend
if it ain t kush
you can park my shit on a triple beam
Squeaky clean, i smoke more weed than a hippy