Lootpack - Weededed Remix lyrics

rate me

Feat. Rasco and Oh No

(Intro)

Back in the spot

Wild Child

My man is Soul Father Rascoe

Man, I don't know,

This fuck

Take you on another journey

From the left coast

(Verse)

For the mind, for the love

For 'em T's who don't have to smoke

Weed, you're number one

Bounce to this cut, we bound to erupt

Wild Child, Rascoe, and my man Disrupt

Treat 'em C's like weak, grab the bong

Step up and straight smoke 'em

While my fella men be tellin' 'em that

My adrenaline is more potent

Nobody could test another professor

While I'm rocking, things could get ugly

Open his mouth when he's not using his bong

And then fill it with puddy!

See, your definition of weed is not

My definition of weed

These days we progress to a higher state

Of manifest if we

All come together to see our pip mark grady

We cool?

Just to see through, your blood and mistake

Might come out that leap through

Your conscious state of being

Are you afraid of being so?

While me and the Cali cats

Enhance the art of MC-ing

Try and think! When your definition

Of weed defines the right weed

You weak MC's enhance father dank

We(ed)earth it and make swell while

You're left farther shooting the Glock

When you're smoking for the thought of rappin'

Difficult that couldn't cut

Or disrespecting Tenant, while Wild Child comes to destruct

Got my man Soul Father, Roscoe on the disrupt

(Interlude)

Aye, what's up, aye, I heard you had a little

Writers block. You know what I'm saying?

I got something for that, cause I can get you high

(Verse)

I will smoke it up after this creep disruptor

Hell, lyrics and weed, laced with awesome nigga places

I gotta leave your mouth to bleed and spin the fould(?)

I smoke all this credit (???)

Lyrically enhanced, and mental naturally

Kill you like a cereal, the mash, y'all niggas must be criminal

Minerals swervin', windows fall and burnin'