I'm in the land
L.A. land of the sticky
Sup?
What ch'all *****z know bout that purple weed *****?
Show y'all *****z some ****
It's that sticky, that bud

Indo, hydro
Open up the window, I'm 'bout to blow
That fire ****, ***** what ch'all, what ch'all got
What ch'all got to roll 'em up?
Packwoods? Garcia Vegas? Straight chocolate Phillies?
***** straight, [Incomprehensible]
The dutches and the black 'n' milds?
Y'all *****z don't know nuttin' about them corollas
Ha yeah, J O B one point five

Break it up, chop it up, cut it up, tuck the end
Take the Phillie out and roll it up
Light it, hit it, hold it, p*** puff puff blow it up
See some of y'all *****z be talkin' about blowin'
But can't handle the doja
Gettin' sleepy n ****, quittin' all early
***** you ain't no smoker
Y'all must think used to hittin' that dirt
The sticks with the brown buds
Me, I ain't got **** else to do
***** I'm bout to get ***ked up

Two cases of green, optimal burned away
A.M. done turned to p.m
And nighttime done turned back to day
I'm, still smokin'
Feelin' sporty in my hotel spent the whole day gettin' loaded
It's nothin' but smoke 'til there's nothin' to smoke
It's nothin' but sticky and nothin' but doja
Disconnect the smoke detector and
Put a wet towel up under the door

Nobody else probably more dope for me, I got the whole tree
Leftovers for me, whoo this ***** off the hee
Button up 'cause suck em up is a pet peeve
First don't put my light in your pocket
Second don't wet my god damn weed!
That's just two, before I could get to three and four
Five and six, I heard a dum dum dum dum at the do'
Evidence all over, I've been doin' somethin serious
Gotta hide this ****, cause I know that's hotel security
I played it off, I said, 'Come back later I ain't got on no clothes”
He said, 'Sorry sir, I don't mean to disturb ya, but I smell smoke!”

***k it just went to jail for that ****, I ain't goin' back
I done ate an ounce and I'ma flush the rest
'Cause I ain't goin' out like that
Sprayin' cologne and cuttin' on the shower
Tryin' to clear it up
Worried like a dog but I gotta open the door
***k it here go nuthin'
The do' swung open and some young *****
Talkin' bout, 'What's happenin'?”
He said, 'I know you got that fire, sell your boy a sack!”

Ain't that a *****
Boy you betta get your ***** *** up outta here
***** I'd think you the mother***kin' police
I done threw all my mother***kin' weed away
***kin' with you old ***** *** *****
*****, get your mother***kin' hoe *** up outta here
***** before I stomp your ***** *** the ***k
Boy this ***** done blew my mother***kin' high