You Ain't Shit

Come up sunny morning where’s the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack.
I wanna get high like a plane in the sky,
With the inner-cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my zigzags and my lighters?
So I can roll it and set it on fire.
Damn this shit is so sticky,
Oh no, it’s start to stick to my fuckin' fingers.
Fuck it’s roachable, double toke a bowl,
I guess I want a hit from the bombay ship that’s roachable
I wanna do what you’re in fact make sure
There ain’t no law,
In the god damn seven.
No you ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
No you ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
Come up sunny morning where’s the weed at?
Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack.
I wanna get high like a plane in the sky,
With the inner-cloud in my brain
Where the fuck are my zigzags and my lighters?
So I can roll it and set it on fire.
Damn this shit is so sticky,
Oh no, it’s start to stick to my fuckin' fingers.
Fuck it’s roachable, double toke a bowl,
I guess I want a hit from the bombay ship that’s roachable
I wanna do what you’re in fact make sure
There ain’t no law,
In the god damn seven.
No you ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
No you ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
Da dadadada…
You ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
No you ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
Oh you ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
You ain’t shit unless you and me are together.
You ain’t shit unless you and me are together.