This for all the three tittied bitches wit one eye on they faces
Pray'n to the weed god and all his different creations
Get'n higher than a space flight rocket ta mars
Can't see shit through all the smoke in the car
And we don't need no roads
Eighty eight grams per hour in a DeLorean
Inhale bud, my lungs expand like an accordion
Pack another bowl an I'm still blow'n it out
How many plants can I grow in my house?
I'm blow'n that loud
How many hit's do you think you can take
Volcano vape and take a blunt to the face
Stop and savor the taste
Hold it in it'll send you to space
Shoot me the address
I'll send you an eighth
This for all the three tittied bitches wit one eye on they faces
Pray'n to the weed god and all his different creations
Get'n higher than a space flight rocket ta mars
Can't see shit through all the smoke in the car
And we don't need no roads
Don't bring your non smoker friends round here
They be always tryna make shit weird
Landed on giant bud float'n through an asteroid field
Because I was too baked to steer
The sacred herb is a gift from the gods
Allow me to just make that clear
Make sure you're strapped in tight while you travel the stars
All lifeforms burn the dank out here
They burn the dank out here
This for all the three tittied bitches wit one eye on they faces
Pray'n to the weed god and all his different creations
Get'n higher than a space flight rocket ta mars
Can't see shit through all the smoke in the car
And we don't need no roads
This for all the three tittied bitches wit one eye on they faces
Pray'n to the weed god and all his different creations
Get'n higher than a space flight rocket ta mars
Can't see shit through all the smoke in the car
This for all the three tittied bitches wit one eye on they faces
Pray'n to the weed god and all his different creations
Get'n higher than a space flight rocket ta mars
Can't see shit through all the smoke in the car
And we don't need no roads