Continental Kush Breakfast

[George Bush:]

"During these last few months, I told our country, and I told the world. Shut the fuck up! And smoke my weed! "

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]

The fuck, where's the weed

I'm up, the Headband's calling me

Handle things accordingly, thank the Lord

Grab my papers, time for an early session

Head stash the size of the pillow I rest my head on

Dead on, dip in my ashtray instead

Got one pre-rolled, so breakfast in bed it is

That lemon-lime shit, bomb shit

Still hungry, leftovers in my grinder

This a continental kush breakfast

So good got a nigga going for seconds

I'm a continental type of nigga

Continental flights, first class Nintendo

Mile High member, High Times DZA

Fly as fuck so we're puffing on killa

George W, and the W stands for winner

Don't make me push the button on you niggas, uh

[Hook: Den10]

As the world keeps turning

And the kush keeps burning

Wake and bake every morning

Like the sun when it's rising

I light, this the life

The connects confidential

And the weed's continental

Like the planes and my Bentley

And my Roley's presidental

With ice, so they like

[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]

Wake up and smell the dour

It's still a marathon, I'm lighting hour after hour

Here on in, that PK start to creep up

Niggas falling, tapping out, tryna keep up

Catch me if you can, this the Kemp dog man

Lit Ras up and I finish bredgrin

Bring baby lungs out of the cradle

Tryna smoke with the big boys

We smoke em under the table, for real

I don't smoke nickels, it I'll

Try this Bubble Kush out, see how this feel

High of two pulls, you gotta good deal

Room all cloudy off that Humbolt county

It's the beginning of a good day

Good morning Autobahn, where's the good haze?

Neighbors beefin' about the smell, but I'm sorry

Every morning religiously salute Mr. Marley, what up

[Hook]