Marijuana Man lyrics

Y'all know who I is:
Marijuana Man!

[Verse 1]
Ok, I got the best pot in town
But before you get with me, boy
I want you to shop around
So when you come back this way
You know you dealing with that piff
I'm a king of the spliffs:
No ands, buts or ifs
It's them magazine-heads from down MIA
I got 5 G's a P, don't worry what I pay
Put your 20's in a bag
Slide your 50's in a jar
n*ggas could move hundreds
If they hustled up to par
I drive a nice car off the strength of that plant
Just breaking up my bud'll have your fingers all damp
I'm 'ready treated like dope
And have my sh*t stamped
Call it, word to everything I love, all you need is one bud
To f*ck up your camp
I'm on the grind all the time
Y'all be knowing my steez
Environmentalists be hating how
I'm moving them trees
But I can't stop, that pot keep
Knots in my pocket unless I get shot
Or knocked, y'all not gonna knock it
Who I is?
[Hook]
Marijuana man, high as a Marley man
20 in my right, nice philly in my other hand
I'm a hustle man, I'm just tryna double, man
Stack a couple hundred grand
Everybody puffing man

[Verse 2]
I got it all colors
What kind of smoking are you trying to do?
Looking for something sweet and smooth?
Right this way: I'll show you them blues
The best part about this - go ahead
And toss it on that scale
That this only a .7 - this bud is fluffy as hell
Want something a little stronger?
I got something that'll hurt you
Follow me over here - see that right there?
Yeah, that's that purple
The bud's a little tighter
And I'm sure you smell the fumes
It tastes just like it smells and that high?
It packs a peww.. this fella right here
He's both fluffy and he's right
His nickname is "Albino", he's a rhino
And he's white. I'd leave him in a jar
So they could see him and get hyped
Cause he's drenched in THC
Looks like a tree with Christmas lights
And last but not least: he's plain green
But he can push! Grand-daddy of them all
Look at his swoosh, they call this "Kush"
Now it costs a little more - but my oh my
Will this one go. And so there you have it bro
Last thing left is get this dough
Who I is?
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
You can dabble with the other stuff
And make a lot of paper
But a couple guys I knew got hit with
Numbers like the Raiders
Real stand-up dudes, they ain't even
Mention a player, so I switched hustles
Cash ain't as fast, but it's much safer
I'm in and out of state
Without even half of the risk
A weed case is like a bracelet
Little slap on the wrist
But enough about getting locked
Cause ain't nobody getting caught
Everybody getting guap
The whole world smoking pot, baby!

[Hook]