(Turn the f*ckin beat up)
{It's southern smoke, you heard me.}
Baby, what you know about that green (bubble cush)
What you know about that purp or that yellow named (codeine)
What you know about rollin on them bean bean (triple stacks)
What you know about poppin off them thing thing (big cats?)
Keep a blunt behind my ear
40 in my jeans
Pocket full of skittles
Bitch yahh what I mean [x2]
When it come to gettin f*cked up thugga a chemist
I got that black ballin car pimpin ain't no limit
We mix the purple with the tus and call a shittin a bomb?
Add a little mountain dew I bet that ass a be sprung
Roll a blunt of that O.G. cush from Killa Kali's side
Were gettin ripped behind tint while the denali ride
Low key in the hood I know them hatas plottin
And they ain't gunna be good until they see my paper stoppin
Never [? ] so I'm on the same spot
Same block with the same niggas I was with when I came out
Stashed spot got more drugs then a pharmacy
And wherever you see me playa I'm a be
Feelin good livin good full of dro and juice
Triple stacks got these bitches with me gettin loose
Let me take you on a day of my life
I stay high as the sky eyes red and tight
Ay, what you know about that green (bubble cush)
What you know about that purp or that yellow named (codeine)
What you know about rollin on them bean bean (triple stacks)
What you know about poppin off them thing thing (big cats?)
Keep a blunt behind my ear
40 in my jeans
Pocket full of skittles
Bitch yahh what I mean [x2]