It’s time for ‘Real Talk’ with Bobby B
Attention young ladies, attention young ladies
Man homeboy’s over here in the garage with 4 1000’s
Powder nutrients growing in the dirt
Takin’ 4 and a half months not even getting a full peak
Ya know, ya know, ya know.
In a room the size of a telephone booth
Using liquid nutrients, bud swell, rock wool
One 1000 watt high pressure sodium
Kevorki buds the size of a fuckin’ Volkswagen,
Ya know what I’m talkin’ about, you do the math motherfucker.
What’s up smokers ?
Another suburban Noize joint for you to pull on
Stoners Reeking Havoc
I’ma get you so high,
I’ma make that ass fly.
Hit the bong, stand by
I’ma get you so high
Back up off me, I need room to puff
Fuck Babylon, man I can’t get enough ruff
I smoke, so I like it going down
We’re all getting lifted cuz I just stole a pound
Two hits and pass, that’s what Saint’s yellin
Fuck that shit, I’m hittin ’til my mind’s jelly
And when I’m done, I’ll head to Flannagan’s
To play some pool and that’s with a couple friends
Grab a sack, it’s off to a local park
Break out the bong, pack it tight and let it spark
Windows up so the bug’s gettin fishbowled
And if you’re in you can’t escape the indo
Oh shit, it’s gettin deep into my mind
I took 7 hits off that bud called kind
Close my eyes, my mind starts joggin
Here I go again, man, my mind’s boggling
I’ma get you so high, mind boggling
I’ma make that ass fly, mind boggling
Hit the bong stand by, mind boggling
I’ma get you so high
Here I go reminiscing about the weekend
Takin time to remember where my shit has been
Dinner to dancing, fly girl romancing
Ballin with the homies, smoking buds and relaxin
High Fashion~is how I was smoking
Fuck this schwag weed, indo is what I’m tokin