(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz)

[Danny Boy]

On the porch, on the porch

Smokin reefa

Hmmm yeah



[Liffy Stokes]

I woke up early Saturday morning sick off Rhemy and brews

Wit a hang over from blues

Hurl on my clothes and shoes stomach on wooz

From this killer weed that's so fired it made your nose bleed

I had me so high, my brain was fried movin at slow speed

This thick bitch chose me and was stickin like liquor

She look to tight that bodies right my heart and mind was like "Dick her"

But wit my body aching from hurl sensation that's got me shaken

I swiftly took the number and passed on ass that was for the taken

I remember wakin up at the flat fucked up in the back

Checkin on my weed and scratch I damn near fell out the lat

I hit the sack to sleep it off woke up woozy and still smoking

Twista's wishes thinking about last night and the bitch that was scopin

Fuck it lets get 'em on I grabbed the phone "Girl call your friends"

Then I hit Twista and Maze and them bout the bitch in the Benz

Nigga push only cause I see them already been in the block

You know the lit niggas you'll find us in my favorite spot

And that's on



[Chorus 2x]

The front porch smoking reefa

The weed got 'em feelin umm hmm

On the front porch getting deeper

Ghetto love got 'em feelin, umm hmm yeah yeah



[Maze]

In the summer I hit the front porch wit a morning B

Sippin on the duce duce OZ

And I be killin me how many thick fees I see

Getting bubbly waitin for Stokes and T, I spit a little game at three

Tryin to talk up on the shoppin spree

Or a B of that stinky green free

Straight getting, to puff puff pass

and drive up my gas hittin all the hot blo