(feat. B-12 (Riderlife) & Dutch)



[Chorus: A-Wax]

I don't really care

If I step up in this smellin' like this

I don't give a shit

If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.



[A-Wax]

Please believe been a long time since it was a ease to breathe

Please believe been a long time since I seen a seed in weed

Big treez indeed

Got my life like a scene from "Speed"

I'm a fiend for green

Green money

Green bomb used to blow green blunts

Now I'm back to the Swishers

Packs of them bitches

Lungs like *cough sound*

See the boys and I run like *breathing sounds*

Wheezin' and shit

Damn Newport's got my lungs bleedin' and shit

Still pleadin' the fifth

Got a cannabis club plug

Everybody know Wax love dubs like bitches love Wax

Picture that

Yo, picture that



[Chorus]

I don't really care what you think of me and mine

I'mma smoke until I can't no more

I don't really care

If I step up in this smellin' like this

I don't give a shit

If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.



[B-12]

I smoke big trees with Big Mike, A-Wax, and Dutch

I'm trynna break down the sack in the back of the Lac truck

High as fuck and I'm off of this Gin too

Another reason for some shit to get into

I can't pretend foo

Cuz we been connected

It's the Riderlife gang

So we been protected

Green weed or coke sales

I represent Oakdale

I guess that's why these suckas be ridin' on my coat tails



[Chorus]

I don't really care

If I step up in this smellin' like this

I don't give a shit

If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.



[Dutch]

They use fingernails to break down the Garcia Vega

Fire that bitch up

Hit it twice then see you later

Blowin' bubbles in that bong

'Til they let the car go

All it take is one 20 dollar sack a indo

You pretend though

Your brown weed has no seeds

Believe me it's purple like green

Cop it from me

At ease

Young soldier we playin' it low key

Servin' 10 pounds of weed

To white boys like N'Sync

Orange pack of Zig-Zags

Keep yo pants on sag

Quarter ounce to blow

We keep the 44 Mag

Jump bad wit a boss

And then you know it's lights out

Matchin' you gram for gram when them Northern Lights out

Come on



[Chorus x2]

I don't really care

If I step up in this smellin' like this

I don't give a shit

If my eyes is red I'm blowin' this L.G.