Light ya joints

Let's have a motherfuckin smoke off

Ya'll niggas probably say there go that country ass nigga Master P

From New Orleans to Richmon California

That nigga crazy ass but check this out



Cali got that good ass weed good ass weed

that good ass weed

Them niggas in Cali got that good ass weed

That's why I'm on my way to the northside



Verse 1



I'm so tore up I guess I'm gone off that green sticky

Just put a motherfuckin hole in my brand new Dickey's

Must of been to close to the fuckin barb wire

That's when I know I got 10 dollars on some fire

If you got 10 motherfucker lets get 20

Fuck white zig zags I need some brown sticky

I mean that swish will go good with that dank

Niggas be gettin fucked up in my hood like the smokin crank

But we gettin hire than fire

But I won't stop smokin dank until I retire

I wonder do they have dank up in heaven

And if they do I'd probably do a motherfuckin 211

For a bag of that green sticky

That's what have a nigga running round

like he done took a picky

Cycle, I'm not Dre but I want nothin but chronic

Dank keep me coming back like I'm hooked on phonics



(Chorus)



Whatever you want whatever you need fool I got it

Well lets go 1/2 on a bag of dank



Verse 2



Just paged my homie that fool got hella weed

He say like Spanish Fly, make bitches get on they knees

Hoes be suckin dick for that green sticky

Like that bitch name Michelle did my partner Ricky

For a 1/2 of jerk, that bitch got toasted

Found her in Motel 6 getting roasted

Draws under the bed she didn't know where she was at

My little partner was hittin her in the

mouth and through her throat

Ballers be smokin that dank to keep they nerves calm

I be smokin on that shit to get my perv on

It go good with that gin and juice and swishy sweet

That's how we do it everyday of the week

I don't sleep but at night I get the munchies

And after I eat I'll be back smokin them green crunchies



(Chorus