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met g - all i need is weed lyrics

all i need is weed, all i need is weed
all i need is weed, all i need is weed

hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
all i need is weed

roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up
all i need is weed

smoke up, smoke up, smoke up, smoke up
all i need is weed

hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

hold it till your lungs incinerate
i be high all on the interstate
blowin’ dro like a motherf-ckin’ heavyweight
won’t let a hater feed off my dinner plate
b-tch about to leave she ain’t finna stay
met g be going in thats any day
well f-ck you too b-tch i was bout to leave anyway
i’ma about go and get the bag then i’ma go get the wax
hope you don’t catch contact
then i’ma get me sum lean, sit back and relax
b-tch i’m met geezus
so you know i’m on the right path
weed got da car lookin’ crashed
parked up all you hear is puff puff p-ss
you can smell that b-tch through the gl-ss
keep it in a ziploc bag
at the bar smokin’ weed vapes on they on -ss
i’m a king and a peasant but the chronic smell so good
lil b-tch you gotta pay me to p-ss n-ggas so broke
i laugh i ain’t’ got time for that
you can follow if you want but i don’t follow back
so its probably best if you just fall back
always keeping it real spittin’ the facts
you can impress yo b-tch if you purchase this track
met g is a god the weed is my rod, my squad is to hard
report to my squad, you is a fraud
bye felicia oh lord
i just ice cubbed and chris tuckered your broad
oh god

all i need is weed, all i need is weed
all i need is weed, all i need is weed

hold up, hold up
hold up, hold up

all i need is weed

roll up, roll up
roll up, roll up

all i need is weed

smoke up, smoke up
smoke up, smoke up

all i need is weed

hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

hold it till your legs go numb
in this b-tch dumb
in this b-tch servin’ out slabs ‘n crumbs
in this b-tch high as the sun
in this b-tch got what any fiend want
in this b-tch wake n bake mixtape
runnin’ the sh-t, to many felons not enough guns
straight up run in yo sh-t holdin’ the gun
& my d-ck aftermath of me pleading the fifth
not giving a sh-t
eyes roll back while im taking a hit
battling you is like a taking a sh-t
i ain’t taking no sh-t
its hard to be me all these n-ggas faking ‘n sh-t
its making me sick
havin’ my cheese ‘n salad with bacon and bits
laugh out loud this is me playing ya b-tch
i feel like the greatest in this
but ya’ll be hatin’ n sh-t square as a table ‘n sh-t
posed to be my bro able ‘n cain in this b-tch
preach about loyalty but its only you that’s saying that sh-t
claim that you doin’ but its on me kuz i let you believe in yo sh-t
but you cut out the a and the t in that b-tch
no team but my cl1ck x-rated runnin’ this b-tch
i c-m in yo b-tch then done with the b-tch
plotting a l1ck, smoking a cig
i’m high as fridge but low as my kicks
you wanted the best well hear it is
met g n jayo wake ‘n bake we the sh-t
wake ‘n bake

all i need is weed, all i need is weed
all i need is weed, all i need is weed

hold up, hold up
hold up, hold up

all i need is weed

roll up, roll up
roll up, roll up

all i need is weed

smoke up, smoke up
smoke up, smoke up

all i need is weed

hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it
hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it

- met g lyrics

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