When I Die a Marijuana Tree Will Probabaly Grow
Taking off like a parabola
An exponential graph
Problem handler
I'm Talking bout grass
Take a rip
Take a drag
G must be a rookie coz he's coughing pretty Bad
Feel like David Blaine in a coffin made of Glass
We driving in a phantom chopping first class
Ain't and even an option if you think I'm Coming last
This is my perfect victory
Competition smashed
Take an L L literally
Feel like I'm out on parole
And I'm putting quite one hell of a show
Take a smell and you know
He's been blowing that smoke
That green and purple gold
When I die
A marijuana tree willl probably grow
Hole in my soul like the ozone
I don't give a fuck that's why I'm packing up A Snow cone
Honey where's my pen and pad
I'm sounding like Frozone
By the time I go home
My name gone be known
Bigger than king kong
Call your phone didnt think it would ring this Long
Posted shit for fun didn't think everyone sing My song
I was just in the studio
On the beat pad tinkering
Headphones on listening to Em Triplin
Am I tripping or is it just a trippy world we Living in
Watch the money trickle in
Profits double tripling
Can't believe your eyes when you see what Lome whippin in
Ain't taking it to go coz we at Nobu and we Eating in
No better flow than Lome there's no Defeating him
Feel like I'm out on parole
And I'm putting quite one hell of a show
Take a smell and you know
He's been blowing that smoke
that green and purple gold
When I die
A marijuana tree willl probably grow
When I die
A marijuana tree willl probably grow
An exponential graph
Problem handler
I'm Talking bout grass
Take a rip
Take a drag
G must be a rookie coz he's coughing pretty Bad
Feel like David Blaine in a coffin made of Glass
We driving in a phantom chopping first class
Ain't and even an option if you think I'm Coming last
This is my perfect victory
Competition smashed
Take an L L literally
Feel like I'm out on parole
And I'm putting quite one hell of a show
Take a smell and you know
He's been blowing that smoke
That green and purple gold
When I die
A marijuana tree willl probably grow
Hole in my soul like the ozone
I don't give a fuck that's why I'm packing up A Snow cone
Honey where's my pen and pad
I'm sounding like Frozone
By the time I go home
My name gone be known
Bigger than king kong
Call your phone didnt think it would ring this Long
Posted shit for fun didn't think everyone sing My song
I was just in the studio
On the beat pad tinkering
Headphones on listening to Em Triplin
Am I tripping or is it just a trippy world we Living in
Watch the money trickle in
Profits double tripling
Can't believe your eyes when you see what Lome whippin in
Ain't taking it to go coz we at Nobu and we Eating in
No better flow than Lome there's no Defeating him
Feel like I'm out on parole
And I'm putting quite one hell of a show
Take a smell and you know
He's been blowing that smoke
that green and purple gold
When I die
A marijuana tree willl probably grow
When I die
A marijuana tree willl probably grow
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Writer(s): Roman Randle
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