Dab Warz 1 & 2 Lyrics

I fathered all these weed rappers grand daddy

Verses hit you harder than a hash patty

Damn I wanna dab badly

Smoking Rainbow without remorse, word to Tom Clancy

Skillet left me fried like Jim Dandy

Dab sweating got my skin clammy

Where's bikini bottom

Bombest rosins you can see we got em

Run the player option

Heady auction, save a couple hundred stop the pocket watching

Naw these ain't no carts in my stiiizy boxes

heard I stopped silly gossip

Please don't entertain it

Rare strains to slow me down maybe that explains the cadence

Maybe that explains the fragrance

Maybe that explains why I'm fucking lit all night old Vegas

What's my secret, I can't give an explanation

They debate me like the vaccination

Is he good or not, cold or hot

Hoe you know I'm lava flavored Haagen-dazs

Fresh frozen fire, livest resin sauce

My eyes look like cyclops fuck the eyedrops

Aka Scott but sativas like Xavier

Smoking BIO Jesus God's Gift those my saviors

I been super fly but don't peep behind my aviators

Contact high from my marijuana radiation

Keep my routine like I'm superstitious

Think

Do I wanna smoke some weed or fuck with you niggas

To be a productive stoner I gotta reach ambitions

Progress is key tryna free you from mental prison

Some days you go thru more shit than Shawshank redemption

So I smoke that shit in 2s smoke that shit in 2s

Noah's arch these lambs breads and gorilla glues

Back in the day when my beverage looked like Ivan Ooze

Had friends die from the livers that they couldn't use

They went into shock, holding onto Pikachu

That yellow, purple, red, and green left their bodies blue

Looking like captain planet off the opiates

This pollution and corruption so dystopian

Therefore we lit, we just hanging like the ornaments

On 25th,

Breaking bread that's the sacrament, with wine to sip

If I worried bout the politics, our government would have us fighting world war 6

Against our friends

Weapons of mass destruction

Dabs, bowls, edibles, plus a nigga blunted

Fighting rich men's wars starts to feel redundant

Had to start the dab Warz with the quartz bucketz

Throwback to the loud challenge spark that shit in public

I was wood tip jazz black and mild stuffing

Dab daddy with my daughter watching Doc McStuffins

Break those generational curses with new customs

Cabernet Sauvignon and my wood blonde

Me and wifey King and queen we avoiding pawns

Larry Bird, 41, and the Barry Bonds

I'd rather smoke you with gelato than a drone bomb

On God