Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh, Bob Marley would be proud of me
Same spot, ain't moved a muscle yet
Grade's got a vicious bite
It needs a muzzle yet?
Ahh, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't buzzing yet
Head's heavy
Feeling like I've got a million brains
Weed supply needs to last man a million days
Ahh, levels, I'm on a different wave
One way ticket straight to happiness
Rizla in the fingers, yeah, I'm strapping this
Ahh, I'm on the maddest-cess
Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh, Bob Marley would be proud of me
That's what the good stuff does
I know you shouldn't play with drugs
Ahh, fuck it, light one up
Eyes stay redder than the stop sign
Big bag of weed, you know I've got mine
On this ting, I'm never offline
Ahh, I love it long time
Match made in Heavens, what I'd call it
I like to bun it in the mornings
I think I hear the Heaven's calling
Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh, Bob Marley would be proud of me
Cloud of smoke surrounding me
I smoke the loudest weed
Ahh, Bob Marley would be proud of me
Bob Marley would be proud of me
