paroles de chanson WEED MONEY - G. Washington

Mayor Intro
I'm the best lyrically clearly
Its no conspiracy theory
Turn me up I don't think they hearing me, Siri
Cant fuck with me ripping the beats
Listen when I say this
I'm in the mix in the streets
Thats why I'm missing from the playlists
F a eye tunes and spot if eye
Play with my goons a shot'll fly
Ten paces High Noon you gotta die
None of these cats hot as I
Critics don't know when to chill
Point out who you think the goat
And that's who I go in to kill
All intent to hit the mark no missed targets
Left in vegetable mode with the steam
Cuz niccaz is fish markets
Crab salty cuz i cracked the legs of his old bae
For me she kept the phone on DND
For the whole day
Toke then turn on the video game
Thats how I roll play
Wit the weed i got what you need
More than Nicole Wray
Link on the creep it get deep as a scuba diver
Might not remember your name after the nut
Just the name of your Uber Driver

From day one all I do is keep it a 100
Every morning I'm smoking spliffs getting mad blunted
This Weed Money got me living regal
In the 80s and 90s they used to lock us up now the shit is legal
Corner the market keep the companies Black Owned
Society accepts it now but the streets is the backbone
Gold on the grills How High I Need Money
Fuck the crack game its all about Weed Money

Something bout Mary out in Mandalay
With Canna Bae
Drip anime (Anna Mae) incredible hulk
Cup full of Gamma Ray
Hallucinogenic transformation
Watch the plans i made hours ago
Reduced to the minute cancellation
I smoke myself senile
Good thing these plants is the pension plan
The herbs enhance my mind
But don't enhance my attention span
It's chances on Instagram
U seen me sparking pot
I got food stamps incense
Greyhound bus in the parking lot
2022 Hustle Man last og like Tracy Morgan
Switch my kicks more than
David Rockefeller
Replaced his organs
I do dope music
No law enforcement tape recordings
They try and chase but end up
With the crying face of Jordan
Just show me the private jet
Where Sanaa Lathan boarding
A private island mega acres
And my paper foreign
It aint my fault that you broke
And you aint fresh
And even if you had the drip
You still can't dress
Nevertheless the frequency
Is stay high and fly
Nobody on my level
To give me an eye to eye
Written with impressive merit
And esoteric patterns
I been the mayor of New York
Before Eric Adams
Broady Music official melodic
Big up to Gumbo Ganja Pigs
KronicVision Triple Exotic
The bro Shiest Bubz Smokers Club
OG Louie Attention
Catch MySmokeGame
At your nearest cannabis convention

From day one all I do is keep it a 100
Every morning I'm smoking spliffs getting mad blunted
This Weed Money got me living regal
In the 80s and 90s they used to lock us up now the shit is legal
Corner the market keep the companies Black Owned
Society accepts it now but the streets is the backbone
Gold on the grills How High I Need Money
Fuck the crack game its all about Weed Money
PRESIDENT OUTRO