Green Suicide (Explicit)

I got my own strand of ************, it's comin’ out

It’s called Green Suicide

It’s got be at y’all local dispensary

This that ************t, This that ************t

That’ll have you sky high

This that ************t, This that ************t

That’ll have you with them wide eyes

This that ************t, this that ************t

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

This that ************t, This that ************t

Have you leaning’ with a ratchet hoe

This that ************t, this that ************t

That have you light up on a dab

This that ************t, this that ************t

And blow that ************t all in the air

This that ************t, this that ************t

It make you loose yo ******’ mind

This that ************t, This that ************t

We call it Green Suicide

This that ************t will have you feeling like you Superman

This that ************t that have you feelin’ like you in a Lamb

This the type of ************t that make you blow a hundred grand

This the type of ************t that make yo ************ come ****** the fam

Once you take one hit of this you gon’ feel so high you not coming’ back

This is that ************t that have me wildin’ and spazzin’ on all of them tracks

This is that ************t that have me pimpin’ ************ that bringin’ me racks

All in the while I be smellin’ like Cookies

And ************t while I’m running through racks

Aye this that ************t you never smoked before

Yeah this that ************t that make you wanna choke

Aye this that ************t that’ll have you on the floor (yeah)

Aye this that ************t that’ll make you kick a door

This that ************t, This that ************t

That’ll have you sky high

That’ll have you with them wide eyes

This that ************t, this that ************t

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

This that ************t, this that ************t

Have you leaning’ with a ratchet hoe

This that ************t, this that ************t

That have you light up on a dab

This that ************t, this that ************t

And blow that ************t all in the air

This that ************t, this that ************t

It make you loose yo ******’ mind

This that ************t, this that ************t

We call it Green Suicide

Put that ************t off in your lungs

Break it down roll you a joint

We smoke it all til its done

Three pounds that's all just for fun

Beef with my squad better run

Millions I want more than one

Bad hoes I want more than one

Just a bought a car for my son

Put that ************t in the garage he’ll drive it when he’s old enough

Had to go switch up my bank the old one wouldn’t hold enough

Old ************ cuttin’ me off say I don’t hit they phone enough

If you ain’t down with the gang then my nig you can’t roll with us

Codeine in the Soda, I put KK in the cone

And I took a ************ and I don’t know her

Pour some drink I’m never sober

I done rolled a hundred joints and I don’t leave the crib

Even hit snoop hit it once and said he need a zip, ******

This that ************t, This that ************t

That’ll have you sky high

This that ************t, this that ************t

That’ll have you with them wide eyes

This that ************t, this that ************t

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

This that ************t, this that ************t

Have you leaning’ with a ratchet hoe

This that ************t, this that ************t

That have you light up on a dab

This that ************t, this that ************t

And blow that ************t all in the air

This that ************t, this that ************t

It make you loose yo ******’ mind

This that ************t, this that ************t

We call it Green Suicide

I’m working like a boss, smokin’ like a chief

Smokin’ on a pound lookin’ like a reef

This ************t put you down put yo ass to sleep

This ************t have me buyin’ a pound every other week

3-5 in my zone, she like damn this long (mm hmm)

One puff and she gone, she like damn this ************t strong

I’m like yeah ************ I’m on, You ain’t used to this ************t

You ain’t used to this fire ************, you ain’t used to gettin’ lit

Aye, this that ************t that make you act a fool

Aye, this that ************t that have you skippin’ school

Aye, this that ************t that make you go bizerk

But this that ************t that make you put in work

This that ************t, This that ************t

That’ll have you sky high

This that ************t, this that ************t

That’ll have you with them wide eyes

This that ************t, this that ************t

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4

This that ************t, this that ************t

Have you leaning’ with a ratchet hoe

This that ************t, this that ************t

That have you light up on a dab

This that ************t, this that ************t

And blow that ************t all in the air

This that ************t, this that ************t

It make you loose yo ******’ mind

This that ************t, this that ************t

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

We call it Green Suicide

Go to your local dispensary tell em' you want new Juicy J ************

Green Suicide ******, knock you on your mother******' ass ****** this that ************t