Herbs From Addis
Are you going to enjoy good music without good marijuana
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G (Bag)
Pre-rolls for you B (Gas)
Ten racks in a week (Stash)
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Me and two of my cousins, weekends cooped up in the trap house
A bedsitter, four green walls, Khalifa bumping in the background
Allowance wasn't enough, pushed niggas to start pushing the herbs
Kings performing loud at Rolling Loud, castles in the air while rolling loud
Punch in, six in the morning. Lunch, skip, niggas is yawning
Ambition and a calling, trapped in a vision of glory
This is a J town story, Blaze Blaze no Safaricom
More buds than books, scrap paper with verses and hooks
Jansport can tell where we from
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G (Bag)
Pre-rolls for you B (Gas)
Ten racks in a week (Stash)
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
From the distro to my connect, fingers crossed 12 don't intercept
Burner phones no using internet, new number calling I finna reject
No credit no debts, day ones? Fuck dat!, have my sweat when I come to collect
She trynna undress and caress me for free herbs, tell her Bitch!
I need bread more than head
Dark were the days, birth of a great, the fucking with time and the coming of age
Open the drapes, it's a new day, thank God never spent the night in the cage
The wait was long, the weight upon, my shoulders alleviated by fate
I was working with too much on my plate
For a Legacy where there is too much on my plate
And I'm feeling the (Wa-a-ave), I'm feeling the will and the need to escape
Roll up the (Ja-a-ays) bag up the heads and fuck any shakes
Lock up our goals we jump over the gate
Eyes and ears on 5-0 we made no mistake
Fight our fears saying this year we gonna break
So a full year slanging without taking break
Delivery on time, no Amazon Prime, only in the music lives the delay
Circle and pussy was high maintenance, made a nigga turn full ghost and celibate
Poured my destiny inside a coke bottle, now that bitch finally taking shape
Do whatever it takes, as many takes, anything to sell this tape
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis
Which side you live
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G (Bag)
Pre-rolls for you B (Gas)
Ten racks in a week (Stash)
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Me and two of my cousins, weekends cooped up in the trap house
A bedsitter, four green walls, Khalifa bumping in the background
Allowance wasn't enough, pushed niggas to start pushing the herbs
Kings performing loud at Rolling Loud, castles in the air while rolling loud
Punch in, six in the morning. Lunch, skip, niggas is yawning
Ambition and a calling, trapped in a vision of glory
This is a J town story, Blaze Blaze no Safaricom
More buds than books, scrap paper with verses and hooks
Jansport can tell where we from
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G (Bag)
Pre-rolls for you B (Gas)
Ten racks in a week (Stash)
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
From the distro to my connect, fingers crossed 12 don't intercept
Burner phones no using internet, new number calling I finna reject
No credit no debts, day ones? Fuck dat!, have my sweat when I come to collect
She trynna undress and caress me for free herbs, tell her Bitch!
I need bread more than head
Dark were the days, birth of a great, the fucking with time and the coming of age
Open the drapes, it's a new day, thank God never spent the night in the cage
The wait was long, the weight upon, my shoulders alleviated by fate
I was working with too much on my plate
For a Legacy where there is too much on my plate
And I'm feeling the (Wa-a-ave), I'm feeling the will and the need to escape
Roll up the (Ja-a-ays) bag up the heads and fuck any shakes
Lock up our goals we jump over the gate
Eyes and ears on 5-0 we made no mistake
Fight our fears saying this year we gonna break
So a full year slanging without taking break
Delivery on time, no Amazon Prime, only in the music lives the delay
Circle and pussy was high maintenance, made a nigga turn full ghost and celibate
Poured my destiny inside a coke bottle, now that bitch finally taking shape
Do whatever it takes, as many takes, anything to sell this tape
Herbs from Addis (Herbs from Addis!)
I got the trees (Yeah, yeah)
Which side you live? (Which side you live?)
How many you need? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Herbs from Addis
Which side you live
G bag for a G
Pre-rolls for you B
Ten racks in a week
Watch out for a snitch
Motherfuck the police
Credits
Writer(s): Victor Kithinji
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