Green Tea ft. JediWavezZz

Well it's cool how we riding, sit back put Mac on the vinyl

Smoke tree that's the finest, blow back that's loud ain't no silence

I throw the seeds in the garbage, only buds in the blunt I be lighting

No police where we driving, this sticky green bud think it came from the islands

Ya'll pop bottles and babies they lose fathers

A dose of that clout and all that matters the follows

I drove 300 miles now west coast it's in my rhyming

I'm down bad now but I betchu I'm moving out it

Could smoke about a pound you see, puff it loud

Turn the sound down with me, and sing it loud

Betchu can't fuck with me, I'm smoking for my company (so baby don't)