Yeah, BodyBars You gotta roll one to this one Get ya weed, find ya blunts, get ya papers You know, put that shit together This for my smokers, for my real smokers Ya dig? This for the potheads This for my real smokers Not the ones with the fake Runtz bag, you know Let's go! I don't need ya blunts I don't need ya weed 'Cause you gon' feel drunk If you smoke with we Hydroponic trees, leaves So don't look for seeds Call me the lumberjack How we choppin' trees I don't need ya blunts I don't need ya weed 'Cause you gon' feel drunk If you smoke with we Hydroponic trees, leaves So don't look for seeds Call me the lumberjack How we choppin' trees All she want is caviar and cocaine Straight up paper planes THC up in my veins This weed is not a drug Stimulate, it'll take you higher Put the lighter to the blunt And set that shit on fire I'm on fire, somebody call the fireman I'm poppin' and smokin' And I ain't talkin' tires, man You can get burnt out End of them roach clips Burn a pound of weed Then my team gon' toast quick When you get choked out Let's see who gon' post it This that East Coast Down South to West Coast shit We got the juice Pop some bottles, mimosas All-star BodyBars I'm so focused Blew half sour In half an hour Gave that boy the power When he touched them flowers I stay around the real I'm allergic to cowards Solid from the roots They counting their hours Clean and fold, like they washing in the machine Stretch 'em out, ain't talkin' bout limousines Been a monster for the green Been in Boston for cream Been murdering everything Put caution on your scene I don't need ya blunts I don't need ya weed 'Cause you gon' feel drunk If you smoke with we Hydroponic trees, leaves So don't look for seeds Call me the lumberjack How we choppin' trees I don't need ya blunts I don't need ya weed 'Cause you gon' feel drunk If you smoke with we Hydroponic trees, leaves So don't look for seeds Call me the lumberjack How we choppin' trees