Light ya joints   Let's have a motherfuckin smoke off   Ya'll niggas probably say there go that country ass nigga Master P   From New Orleans to Richmon California   That nigga crazy ass but check this out      Cali got that good ass weed good ass weed   that good ass weed   Them niggas in Cali got that good ass weed   That's why I'm on my way to the northside      Verse 1      I'm so tore up I guess I'm gone off that green sticky   Just put a motherfuckin hole in my brand new Dickey's   Must of been to close to the fuckin barb wire   That's when I know I got 10 dollars on some fire   If you got 10 motherfucker lets get 20   Fuck white zig zags I need some brown sticky   I mean that swish will go good with that dank   Niggas be gettin fucked up in my hood like the smokin crank   But we gettin hire than fire   But I won't stop smokin dank until I retire   I wonder do they have dank up in heaven   And if they do I'd probably do a motherfuckin 211   For a bag of that green sticky   That's what have a nigga running round   like he done took a picky   Cycle, I'm not Dre but I want nothin but chronic   Dank keep me coming back like I'm hooked on phonics      (Chorus)      Whatever you want whatever you need fool I got it   Well lets go 1/2 on a bag of dank      Verse 2      Just paged my homie that fool got hella weed   He say like Spanish Fly, make bitches get on they knees   Hoes be suckin dick for that green sticky   Like that bitch name Michelle did my partner Ricky   For a 1/2 of jerk, that bitch got toasted   Found her in Motel 6 getting roasted   Draws under the bed she didn't know where she was at   My little partner was hittin her in the   mouth and through her throat   Ballers be smokin that dank to keep they nerves calm   I be smokin on that shit to get my perv on   It go good with that gin and juice and swishy sweet   That's how we do it everyday of the week   I don't sleep but at night I get the munchies   And after I eat I'll be back smokin them green crunchies      (Chorus)