Kushhh

When the seed harvest, and the food grow

Them cocoa leafs turning to that good blow

Peruvian coke, manuever the boat

Mafia nect ya They said my music influence violence

I don't give a fuck I'm on the cayman islands

My 9 is gonna die with me

Pick up the supply with me

I get that money, them euro's, them pounds and yen

Dis is for dead eye stuck in the pen

Dis is for white boy stuck in them pens

Doin 2000 push ups for his jail time ends

I mix the nuvo, with patron silver

The hoe's like it I call it pink panther

I'm in the cherry roadster, strappin the holster

Bad red bones bitch like rose acosta

Fuck 300 months on the wake up

I need 300 blunts and a jacob

Fuck 300 months on the wake up

I need 300 blunts and a jacob