Dat Kinda Weed Video (MV)

I've been getting f*cked up
And I've been smoking f*cked up
Yeah bammer
NAH NOT BAMMER. Great
I'm talking about that kind of weed you smoke
And then you don't remember what you just said, after you just said it
That kinda weed
Yeah, don't give me no bammer shit
I want that greater shit
I'm talking light it, hold it, fight it, that earthquaking shit
Just roll it up into a spliff or put it in ya bong
It better not be not blunt and it better not take too long
Blowing strong, stuff it down into a king sized cone
Bruh put down ya phone, man this blow this zone
Burn it till it's gone
Where them haters be? Don't sign my check? You can't f*ck with me
Don't want your bitch, i'm about my green
You don't believe me? Try and see
Hit this wax and relax and put your mind at ease
You can see this type of pressure keeps them on their knees
Blowing trees got my eyes low but my mind glow
And shawty said she wanna hear my sound so then I flow
But I don't know where my mind goes
I'm talking about that kind of weed you smoke
And then you don't remember what you just said, after you just said it
That kinda weed
Yeah I light it then I blow it before I can hit the door
I'm floating, smoking like I stole it
It's what keeps that forward motion
I done told you once before you can't get close without me knowing
You can dust it off and you can try again, I won't blame you for hoping
Scoping out shit that be making me money
Ya'll steady be hating and I think it's funny
My money be strong and ya'll lames be weak
And i'm running it up every day of the week
Cause you is a punk and you ain't in my league
I'm bringing this heat and you can't even speak
And your girl showing it off like i'm throwing her beads
She do them for cheap; yeah, my dirty deeds
I said it's not personal, it's just the facts
Before you even knew, I done made a few racks
And got them back but with a fatter sack
And all you sour mother f*ckers can hate on that
She keeps coming back
Fed the cat
Hustle hard and then I count the stacks
Take the edge off, hit the wax
Record a verse and then I run that back
Mack