Kush Mountain

[Verse]
Gucci snakes, know you see the belt
N***** minds dead, he needa feed his self
High as hell, this how peter felt, and I'm in the trap more than [?]
And she pullin up, I put meat to mouth, and you call the bitch, she could see the pout
Well its raining though I had to leave the drought, and she tease her nose with that key amount

And my eyes low, mace and all, porsche key, we not racing dog
All I need is my space and bong, and a foreign bitch in a lacy thong
Your bitch, give her phone, couple friends they tag along
Said she like my catalogue, I knew the type of shit she on
She drinkin and she smokin, mama in her face about her bout the rules she breakin, my crews the wave and your crews a saint
And they choose to hate, but I choose to thank
In this new supreme, bitch it broke the bank
Constant changes to usernames, and I hit the bitch with my username then I fried the shit cuz her uber came

This bitch she love a stoner
But I won't keep the bitch if i dont want it
We roll good marajuana, and you can't roll like this boy if you wanna, ah
Take your bitch benihans, she want that steak and shrimp I want that salmon
And my money can't stop countin, I count that myself dont need accountants, ah
Bend it over for the thousands, we high up on this plane ain't no reroutin
Used to roll up at the fountain, now im in cities that i can't pronounce it
We smoke dope, we blowin ounces
My favorite place on earth gon be kush mountain

[Outro]
With my gang we blowin ounces
And my favorite place on earth gon be kush mountain