Yeah...FAME Gang...Aye

Marijuana blowing hard as fuck up in these paper planes
Non exotic Obama ganja ya'll betta make a change up
Hardly can they ever phase us, how you blowing super loud, your shit has no flavor
And your shit is made of, a whole lot of green
Some compliments of brown, that weed aint from a plant you got that wack shit from the ground
This is how it's going down, we aint matching up no sticks, til your weed look something like this
My shit bright orange, purple with that blue, smelling like that stank, but tasting like some fruit
Dense as fuck, break that down i'm tensing up
Floating cause i'm high as hell, might as well see heaven bruh
Take a smell my cologne, favored by them hippie chicks
So if your chick smoke, you should probably tell your ho to get home
Instead of being mad that I am who your chick chose, she in love with the smoke I sip on...nigga

Hook: Marijuana blowing hard as fuck up in these paper planes, non exotic Obama ganja ya'll betta make a change up/ Hardly can they ever phase us, how you blowing super loud, your shit has no flavor/

Super Cali blowing on some incredibly dope shit
If you don't really smoke, I am not the one you should blow with
Pick a pack, any flavor I suggest, might just make your head explode
Either that, or quit the smoke
These hos need blunts, don't smoke papers, they say they can't get high
So I quickly grip my water pipe bring flame and say wah-lah
Look it's magic, eyes look like Japan kids, which just means the green I bring is rated at outstanding
Damn I guess i'm dynamite, oh my weed you are tryna light
Yo face I kinda like, plus I love your body type, what that vagina like?
Let's make a trade, my hedges for your bush
Why you acting brand new, got some Cali OG Kush
Do I see you as a ho no, but you not fine you so so
So with that said, you can either leave or let that throat go
She looking pissed but she wanna fuck regardless
Wet as hell while a nigga smoking coughing

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