If it ain't green it ain't us  Your parents hate us because we smell like canibus  And remind them of the incubus  Another freak of the night  With excessable roachclips, bongs and weed pipe    We comin' with the straight 28  A full o.z, only fuckin' with the weed  You can keep the nosebleed  Bash on you haters actin' like you know me  Twiztid muthafucka what you got on my tree?    I smoke it down to the ash  Burning lips and finger tips  On for helly shit and take no bullet and passin' it  Right to the ashtray where it belongs  From the bag to the j to the drape to the bong    Smoke alotta weed, cloud nine  Space flying  People try to front like I don't  But I can see it inside them  Put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session  And I'mma smoke it all up quick without a question    I hope you brought the papers  You know I brought the trees  So roll another joint  And hand that bitch to me  We do this everyday  So come get high with me  No matter what they tell us this is reality    Eyes blue out red I'm lookin' faded  Clothes stank like bud  And my finger tips is always resonated  We burnin' ganja with the windows up  I got a q.p a good green rub ready to puff    We smokin' entirely to much trees for average folks  But I never said that I was average  I like to smoke mad bags of weed  No stems, no seeds  All I really want and all I really need    I gotta tell you bitches  It ain't no smokin' for free  If you ain't fuckin' with me  Don't put your lips up on my muthafuckin' tree  Wrap your surrounding's, like a zig zag  Light your whole block with a flame and take a big drag    We blaze trees on the highways in the driveways  In a casket I keep an axe and a fat sack with the zig zags  With a 2 blunt trademark trees every studio session we gettin' sparked    I hope you brought the papers  You know I brought the trees  So roll another joint  And hand that bitch to me  We do this everyday  So come get high with me  No matter what they tell us this is reality    We smoke weed everyday  Regardless what you say  And every single night with the get right  You need to get up and shut up with all that pride  And all you non smokin' niggas get the fuck outside    Only weed smokers up this bitch tonight  Thick clouds of weed smoker green like kriptonite  I don't drink, shoot up or take x  Only three loves in life is bud death and sex  Gimme gimme green leafs laced up with hashish  When your ridin' dirty, watch for police  Listen and learn cuz I would never steer you wrong  Knowledge is accumulated like resins in bongs    [Water Bong]    [x2]  I hope you brought the papers  You know I brought the trees  So roll another joint  And hand that bitch to me  We do this everyday  So come get high with me  No matter what they tell us this is reality