Collard Greens

Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens (yes indeed!)

Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens (no sticks, no seeds!)

Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens (in my weed!)

Collard greens, we need some muthafuckin collard greens

Burn one, smoke some

Who got tha blunts, blazin one

Lift it in ya hand, then raise em up, light em up, take a puff

Inhale, exhale, what's that smell, can't you tell

Talkin bout that god damn herbal tea, puffin on damn marijuana trees

What's wrong with these, real g's, goin in, all stank

Everybody pullin out a bag of dank, shit in the air, so funky stank

What the hell, might as well, smoke em all, we can ball

Sit down playa before you fall, sesh kickin in on all of y'all

Now take it in, through the nose

Hold the smoke, let it go

If ya choke, then you know, that's that, sell some mo'

Fill up the weed pipe, keep all the seeds tight

Do one hit it, mine does always keep me high,

Gimme that green hella green, or that reefer cheba

Let me show you how we, put em up, put em up, get a little high

Gotta go get dank, stop at the liquor store, get dat drank

Don't forget yo blunts, and yo razor

Tell yo folks you were high, let em later, don't wanna save a

Split the blunt, dump the tobacco, leave the paper, then put in the weed

Roll it up, then grab yo lighter, ain't no way you can get no higher

Take it from me, I smoke everyday, ridin away, gotta cheap that hay

By the road, yes here that's right, gettin fucked up (that's riiight!)

Just an average day in ma hood, in the wood, baby liquors all good

Comin straight from the atl, dc that's what we all grill

Blow a gun, shoot smoke in the air

Pour some liquor, for your niece who ain't there

Gotta get this shit crunked up, sittin around, just gettin fucked up, yup

Mary jane, is my, everythang, and I, think I love her, more than a lady

She'll never kick me out the door, or try to play me

I guess that that's the reason, she my muthafuckin baby

Till death do us part, mary got my heart

Only thing can stop my from dyin with her is god

I don't know bout you, but I know bout me

Yes indeed, I'm a smoke weed

All we do is smoke weed, get it till we see or call the weed man

I love that shit with no seeds in it, shit that have purple leaves in it

Shit that smell like outdoor, but we call that shit indoor

I grow, purple, we don't fuck with it

If yo weed got seeds in it, you can keep that shit

Cause I'm a hella reefer choka, big weed smoka

Cause nigga we smoke that quick green, that shit that we call collard green, yep