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Juicy J

Genres: Hip-Hop

Green Suicide Lyrics - Juicy J

I got my own strand of weed, its comin' out, It's called Green Suicide 

It's got be at y'all local dispensary 

 

This that shit, This that shit 

That'll have you sky high 

That'll have you with them wide eyes 

This that shit, this that shit 

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe 

This that shit, this that shit 

That have you light up on a dab 

This that shit, this that shit 

And blow that shit all in the air 

This that shit, this that shit 

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind 

We call it Green Suicide 

 

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This that shit will have you feeling like you Superman 

This that shit that have you feelin' like you in a Lamb 

This the type of shit that make you blow a hundred grand 

This the type of shit that make yo bitch come fuck the fam 

Once you take one hit of this you gon' feel so high you not coming' back 

This is that shit that have me wildin' and spazzin' on all of them tracks 

This is that shit that have me pimpin' bitches that bringin' me racks 

All in the while I be smellin' like Cookies and shit while I'm running through racks 

Aye this that shit you never smoked before 

Yeah this that shit that make you wanna choke 

Aye this that shit that'll have you on the floor (yeah) 

Aye this that shit that'll make you kick a door 

 

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This that shit, This that shit 

That'll have you sky high 

That'll have you with them wide eyes 

This that shit, this that shit 

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe 

This that shit, this that shit 

That have you light up on a dab 

This that shit, this that shit 

And blow that shit all in the air 

This that shit, this that shit 

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind 

We call it Green Suicide 

 

Put that shit off in your lungs 

Break it down roll you a joint 

We smoke it all til its done 

Three pounds that's all just for fun 

Beef with my squad better run 

Millions I want more than one 

Bad hoes I want more than one 

Just a bought a car for my son 

Put that shit in the garage he'll drive it when he's old enough 

Had to go switch up my bank the old one wouldn't hold enough 

Old bitches cuttin' me off say I don't hit they phone enough 

If you ain't down with the gang then my nig you can't roll with us 

Codeine in the Soda, I put KK in the cone 

And I took a bitch and I don't know her 

Pour some drink I'm never sober 

I done rolled a hundred joints and I don't leave the crib 

Even hit snoop hit it once and said he need a zip, nigga 

 

This that shit, This that shit 

That'll have you sky high 

That'll have you with them wide eyes 

This that shit, this that shit 

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe 

This that shit, this that shit 

That have you light up on a dab 

This that shit, this that shit 

And blow that shit all in the air 

This that shit, this that shit 

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind 

We call it Green Suicide 

 

I'm working like a boss, smokin' like a chief 

Smokin' on a pound lookin' like a reef 

This shit put you down put yo ass to sleep 

This shit have me buyin' a pound every other week 

3-5 in my zone, she like damn this long (mm hmm) 

One puff and she gone, she like damn this shit strong 

I'm like yeah bitch I'm on, You ain't used to this shit 

You ain't used to this fire weed, you ain't used to gettin' lit 

Aye, this that shit that make you act a fool 

Aye, this that shit that have you skippin' school 

Aye, this that shit that make you go bizerk 

But this that shit that make you put in work 

 

This that shit, This that shit 

That'll have you sky high 

That'll have you with them wide eyes 

This that shit, this that shit 

Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 

Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe 

This that shit, this that shit 

That have you light up on a dab 

This that shit, this that shit 

And blow that shit all in the air 

This that shit, this that shit 

It make you loose yo fuckin' mind 

We call it Green Suicide 

 

We call it Green Suicide 

We call it Green Suicide 

We call it Green Suicide 

We call it Green Suicide 

Go to your local dispensary tell em' you want new Juicy J weed 

Green Suicide Nigga, knock you on your motherfuckin' ass nigga this that shit 

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