Grmn Event

Lyrics

[Verse 1: D Brash] She took one look at me and was stuck (Uh huh) Boy it was good that was after we fuck Sean Connery flow, fucking in my suit Get loose Girl we got shit to do Damn baby there's something about you More than a mouthful I can't stop thinking about you She in like, she in love Where my weed roll up cuz Lounging in the front room On the phone with the green room members We in the zone She walked in stuffing the Raw cone Ass fat moving slow Trying to get my attention and she winning I dropped the phone in an instant Man I had to get in it Maybe it's lust or love I can't even tell at this point Let me calm down I'm getting way ahead of myself Tell me do you love me Brash? Look at me (Oh shit) At least you owe me that much (Fuck you) She walked out dumping Backwood guts on my front porch I was pissed Who put you on to them shits? [Verse 2: Vic Spencer] We at the green room member event In the clouds In a grey world I couldn't be found Air Force 1s is silver and brown boy I challenge smokers I even got women coughing in their chokers Steam their indica flower really a way of life To stay alive I combine the best flavors We know niggas that grow from the acres Legalize that shit nothing major They still not gonna hide no jungle boys in Chicago So Imma have to go to LA like I usually be Sit my ass down excited with leaf We at the White House painting shit green We know the difference between ugly sacks and the cuties Look at the bugs shit chunkier than rubies New package, break that shit down it was too smacking Toot your own horn, you below average No capping, I'm smoking the best batch I be copping the same bud because her ass fat Backtrack to when I wasn't smoking I smelt it It was like full play when I felt it [Verse 3: Goose] Uh huh See I'm a lover, I'm a hugger I might tumble out and thug her Just a bad mother fucker when it come to flaming lumber Roll the green carpet over the red Dropping crumbs in my entrance Might be enough to fill your skemp bitch Damaging the air throughout my city Boy just think far with Ken doll Baby you'll break a brick wall The Ken is on deck With the fire check check It'll be Friday after next when you come down For real My eyes real low low Hat real low low Sitting so low low smoking on dope See the crystallization fam without the scope Plus it tastes how it smell That's how dope sellers sell For two hands wishing well Well you fucking with the members boy Them fat Ls will get at ya That's when I'm hollering finish ya I'm in love with Mary Jane So ain't no tracking them I show 'em what's official And that's why I'm Goose the wisdom mother fucker [Outro: Boss Don & (Vic Greenthumbs)] (Hey, hey Boss Don) (Do you really want to go to that weed guy?) [?] (Oh I feel that dog) (Cause the mother fucking best is better than the rest dog) (Got me smoking on that shit dog) [?]