Lyrics: Cameron Thomaz/Leonard Lavelle Harris
Music: Christopher Muhammad/Dion Wilson/Bryant Bell/Lorenzo Garth/Gill Carpenter
Kush and some shit
Kush and some shit
Roll up
Kush and some shit
Kush and some shit
Roll up
Kush and some shit
Kush and some shit
Roll up
(Woooooooooo!)
All I need is shit
Kush and some
Kush and some
(Yeah!)
You smoke that OK, (Ha ha)
I smoke that KK (Of course)
Leave the city like KD
To go get that pay day (Pay day)
Had to hit the west cost (Preach)
To go get that best smoke (Best smoke)
Smoking on that flame (Flame)
Daenerys, Westeros! (Westeros)
My Green too lit, (Lit)
My eyes on two lips
Her pussy too fat
I know what to do with it
(Do with it)
****ing my women in casas
(Of course)
Church on the move
I'm the Gospel
Her Goofy is an imposter
Mock the dread
He is no Rasta (Ism!)
She used to **** with a Mobster
Chopping up garlic, fixing me pasta
(Church!)
She making my meal a vegan
But for hers she added lobster
(Of course)
She finna be my desert
(Of Course)
**** her in my T-shirt
Now she come and praise me
Cause she then did her research (Ism!)
Kush and some shit
(Her and her girl they went boy) (Yeah!)
Kush & P (Main)+Kush & P+All I need is Kush and some shit (Yeah man but shit)
All need is Kush and some shit (What you need?) (What up?)
All I need is Kush and some shit (Man what's finna get you right?)
(Roll up.) All I need is Kush and some shit
(All a nigga need is some umm.) (Roll up.)
All I need is Kush and some shit (Some of that KK.)
All I need is Kush and some shit (What's that?) (That's Khalifa Kush.)
(Ok.) (Roll up.) All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
Kush and some (Roll up)
Kush and some (And Umm)
Kush and some umm
Rolling it by the umm
Smacking on her umm
Drop it down on my umm
Pull it out of the bag
They like where'd you get that from
Hit it I'm like where you going?
She like ooh I'm bout to come
Back it up on me like she's parallel parking
I roll joint after joint
Call it parallel sparking
I'm blowing racks like Harden
Going deep in. I need a shark fin.
All the smoke in here I need a pardon
Got a stripper pole in my apartment (Hahaha)
Kush and some shit
Not a killer don't push me
Not a freak, but you could be
Yo nigga wish he was me
Bombay on my clothes
Taylor's and some hoes
Got my own crib, got my own weed
We grown up so if you roll with me
We ****ing
(Welcome to the fellowship
Cathedral to the congregation
This is the ism and it definitely get deeper as
I'm rotating with my true player partner by the name of Wiz Khalifa)
(Ha Ha Ha Ha.)
(The Ism always gon' soar)
(KGP)
(My macking is on site like Lionel Richie) Kush and some shit
(From the mother ****ing Commodores) (Roll up.)
Kush and some shit Kush and some shit (Roll up)
(Hello, hello is it me you looking for?) Kush and some shit
(She came through and the ism had to make her go.) Kush and some shit
(Roll up) (Church, preach, cathedral!)
Kush and some shit Kush and some, Kush and some
Kush and some shit All I need is Kush and some shit
(Yeah blowing on this Cronja smoke.)
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is Kush and some shit
All I need is