Lyrics: Ashland Craft/Willie Morrison/Lee Starr
Music: Ashland Craft/Willie Morrison/Lee Starr
Well, some people like to head to the bars
When life is hittin' just a little too hard
Some people like to float out and fish
Some people like to whine and b*tch
Well, everybody needs a little head vacation
Everybody's got their vice
I just picked up some papers from the Exxon station
And I'm about to roll up mine
I smoke weed and I don't give a damn
Ziploc in my pocket with a couple of grams
There's a pretty good chance that I'm high right now
Just kiddin', Mr. Officer, unless you're down
Oh, weed, just about every day
First thing that I buy as soon as I get paid
If there's only one thing you gotta know about me
It's that I, I smoke weed
Well, you could say I found a natural prescription
For an undiagnosed medical condition
If you ain't got your own, that's fine
Hell, I'll share mine 'cause I smoke
Weed and I don't give a damn
Ziploc in my pocket with a couple of grams
There's a pretty good chance that I'm high right now
Just kiddin', Mr. Officer, unless you're down
Oh, weed, just about every day
First thing that I buy as soon as I get paid
If there's only one thing you gotta know about me
It's that I, I smoke weed
Yeah, I smoke weed
Well, it's legal out in California
And a couple other places too
But 'round here, we still gotta buy it
From some real shady dude
Oh, weed, and I don't give a damn
Ziploc in my pocket with a couple of grams
There's a pretty good chance that I'm high right now
Just kiddin', Mr. Officer, unless you're down
Oh, weed, just about every day
First thing that I buy as soon as I get paid
And if there's only one thing you gotta know about me
It's that I, I smoke weed
I smoke weed
I smoke weed
Hey, man, I think the, I think the police are here, man
I smoke weed
Hey, man, give me back my lighter
Come on
I smoke weed
Ayy, puff, puff, pass
You know the rules
Stop bogartin' that shit
Pass it over here, come on