Blowin ganja smoke
We blow colossal bro
And if you see it in my hand
And you know you ain't a friend
I wouldn't bother bro
Blown ganja smoke
I over dose
On that fake shit
You never sold
Hold the phone
I need to take this
I sold my soul
I'll never know
I guess its fate bitch
I'm feeling hella broke
Shits a joke
Why do we take this
It's hard to cope
We losing hope
The news is fake bitch
And no one knows
It's all a game
It's all a maze bitch
We blowin' ganja smoke
We blow colossal bro
And if you see it in my hand
And you know you ain't a friend
I wouldn't bother bro
Bother bro
I said I'm string sail
The seven seas
The tide rollin'
Sun about
A hunder-ed degrees
The way your hair be blown
Flowin' with the summer breeze
Its got me begging Mary
Begging please
I need to smoke
I need a real release
I got the gun it's loaded
Mary won't you
Hit the quick release
I'm trynna let all of
This bullshit go
And blow the ganja smoke
Blowin ganja smoke
We blow colossal bro
And if you see it my hand
And you know you ain't a friend
I wouldn't bother bro
Yeah...