Ya know I got 2 states of mind, stoned and asleep
First I hit the sweetleaf, and then I have nice dreams
When I get up, I wake and bake, take a piss and shake
My clock stopped at four-twenty, what you want me to say
I stay blazed all day, no matter where Iâm creepinâ
Hot boxin on your block, and at the spot on the weekends
Youâll see smoke risinâ, just who could it be
Itâs my rhyme and crime partner, d. dash l. o. c.
Yeah that be me born and raised in the suburbs.
Faded off the bud smoke blowin it at you nerds thanks johnny richter for your nice little hand
Off
I got some purple kush
Did you bring the sand box?
Letâs bounce some bud so we can make a little keefe
Spice up the leaf before we smoke the tree
Everybody in the scene
Know we blow the most dosha
That way they label up the kottonmouth solders.
âwe got all typesââ at 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- âwe talkin poundsâ these
Anti-heroâs are just here to serve you proper âroll that shit upâ so leave those blessings right
Up here upon the alter âpass it aroundâ at 4-2-0 everybodyâs burnin ganjaâ
Youâll catch me at the smoke-out smoked out, dropping drinks
Havin a blast, not givin a fuck, doin my thing
Blowing rings through the crowd, being loud and obnoxious
Now the shots I did with pak got me feelinâ kind of nauseous
But I played it cool and pulled a few snapps
Big fat packed bowls, and had a chicken caesar wrap
Dippin through the whole place, no where else Iâd rather be
Then smokinâ weed with my peeps, now I pass it to d.
24.7 everyday every minute everybody every stoner grab your bud keep composer beer drinkers,
Pill poppers, acid heads and freaks
All the creatures in the street heroin addicts and geeks
Kottonmouth signed a one way contract to see the world and smoke the killa chromic itâs four
Two o and I blow endow.
âwe got all typesââ at 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- âwe talkin poundsâ these
Anti-heroâs are just here to serve you proper âroll that shit upâ so leave those blessings right
Up here upon the alter âpass it aroundâ at 4-2-0 everybodyâs burnin ganjaâ
Now you might see me on a mission searchin for double-vision
And I ainât no mathematician, more like a stoney musician
But I get a little help from my friends when in need
Hit the bubble, fuck, double, now Iâm seein in threeâs
All these hours and days inter-face with the planet with bubbles and bells the kush is orgasmic
â I transplant my mental to truly titanic fanatic levels for all you bud fiending addict â the
Session begins right upstairs in my addict we bless it we roll it we toke it and pass it â the
Next time you see us donât take us for granted â weâre all getting lifted just the way that we
Planned it
âwe got all typesââ at 4-2-0 yeah our clocks is always altered- âwe talkin poundsâ these
Anti-heroâs are just here to serve you proper âroll that shit upâ so leave those blessings right
Up here upon the alter âpass it aroundâ at 4-2-0 everybodyâs burnin ganjaâ