In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Back n' forth to the front on the main stage
Droppin' weight and getting caked with the best flaves
Got a pack and a fifth, it's a nice day
Take a drag and a sip, on the runway
Let me tell you how I am and how I'm not high
A couple dollars we can spend on a cab ride
Like putting spinners on a plane that we can just drive
Feeling good about the way I hit the punchline
Common sense about the way I handle each day
Handle business, make my ends, and let my head lay
But when I'm free, a couple P's, and it's a fun day
S.R.A. Bumpin' classics down the freeway
Hater showing me a friend they really don't know
She hit the blunt and fell asleep, while saying lets go
I told you before, my eyes are glowing gold
A couple days before we re-up, it's stocked and sold
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Nigga look at my watch (420)
Motha f*ck the president, lets go hotbox Fort Knox
Burning blunts, looking like nuclear missles
We got bomb Mary Jane T.H.C. crystals
Blubbers, pipes, blunts, and bongs
I'm like King Kong stomping around Vietnam
I'm breaking down walls like Y2J
I'm the son of Bob Marley, smoke weed everyday
San Diego, all the way to the Bay
Gotham City, where my grandma stay
We gettin' blazed man someone's gotta do it
Mothaf*cka got beef, better grill it up and chew it
I'm like a drum line with these punch lines (No doubt)
Ain't Nick Cannon, but this man will leave you wild n' out
So dig, go and get the Swisher wraps (Why?)
Because the weed king is back (Yeah)
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Perfect, nothing less and that's for certain (Yup)
Any beat that I am on, I will kill it, curtains (Yup)
Gotta know the difference of a bitch that's always flirting
Does she really want me or the currency? Is it worth it? (Bitch)
Do your research, regardless you're a major fail (Yup)
Like when people kill themselves, you know they'll rot in hell
See, their souls get burned for an eternity
And haunt the less unfortunate like The Conjuring
Yea, honestly, this shit is just a game to me, Monopoly
After this, I'm getting topped up, by a sloppy thot
Probably put it on Snapchat, and tap it to watch (Tap it to watch)
Smoke weed that's fa sho tho
We come off very versatile, we just booked another show hoe (Yea)
Yea, I'm gone til November
Up in Denver, in a blizzard, fornicating on your sister (whaa)
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
West Coast Stoners (feat. Smokes & RL) Video (MV)
Performed By: Stoned Red Addicts
Length: 4:29
Written by: Isaac Romero, Naron Dejohnette, Nathan Burke, Richard Lowery
Stoned Red Addicts - West Coast Stoners (feat. Smokes & RL) Lyrics
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In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Back n' forth to the front on the main stage
Droppin' weight and getting caked with the best flaves
Got a pack and a fifth, it's a nice day
Take a drag and a sip, on the runway
Let me tell you how I am and how I'm not high
A couple dollars we can spend on a cab ride
Like putting spinners on a plane that we can just drive
Feeling good about the way I hit the punchline
Common sense about the way I handle each day
Handle business, make my ends, and let my head lay
But when I'm free, a couple P's, and it's a fun day
S.R.A. Bumpin' classics down the freeway
Hater showing me a friend they really don't know
She hit the blunt and fell asleep, while saying lets go
I told you before, my eyes are glowing gold
A couple days before we re-up, it's stocked and sold
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Nigga look at my watch (420)
Motha f*ck the president, lets go hotbox Fort Knox
Burning blunts, looking like nuclear missles
We got bomb Mary Jane T.H.C. crystals
Blubbers, pipes, blunts, and bongs
I'm like King Kong stomping around Vietnam
I'm breaking down walls like Y2J
I'm the son of Bob Marley, smoke weed everyday
San Diego, all the way to the Bay
Gotham City, where my grandma stay
We gettin' blazed man someone's gotta do it
Mothaf*cka got beef, better grill it up and chew it
I'm like a drum line with these punch lines (No doubt)
Ain't Nick Cannon, but this man will leave you wild n' out
So dig, go and get the Swisher wraps (Why?)
Because the weed king is back (Yeah)
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Perfect, nothing less and that's for certain (Yup)
Any beat that I am on, I will kill it, curtains (Yup)
Gotta know the difference of a bitch that's always flirting
Does she really want me or the currency? Is it worth it? (Bitch)
Do your research, regardless you're a major fail (Yup)
Like when people kill themselves, you know they'll rot in hell
See, their souls get burned for an eternity
And haunt the less unfortunate like The Conjuring
Yea, honestly, this shit is just a game to me, Monopoly
After this, I'm getting topped up, by a sloppy thot
Probably put it on Snapchat, and tap it to watch (Tap it to watch)
Smoke weed that's fa sho tho
We come off very versatile, we just booked another show hoe (Yea)
Yea, I'm gone til November
Up in Denver, in a blizzard, fornicating on your sister (whaa)
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Back n' forth to the front on the main stage
Droppin' weight and getting caked with the best flaves
Got a pack and a fifth, it's a nice day
Take a drag and a sip, on the runway
Let me tell you how I am and how I'm not high
A couple dollars we can spend on a cab ride
Like putting spinners on a plane that we can just drive
Feeling good about the way I hit the punchline
Common sense about the way I handle each day
Handle business, make my ends, and let my head lay
But when I'm free, a couple P's, and it's a fun day
S.R.A. Bumpin' classics down the freeway
Hater showing me a friend they really don't know
She hit the blunt and fell asleep, while saying lets go
I told you before, my eyes are glowing gold
A couple days before we re-up, it's stocked and sold
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Nigga look at my watch (420)
Motha f*ck the president, lets go hotbox Fort Knox
Burning blunts, looking like nuclear missles
We got bomb Mary Jane T.H.C. crystals
Blubbers, pipes, blunts, and bongs
I'm like King Kong stomping around Vietnam
I'm breaking down walls like Y2J
I'm the son of Bob Marley, smoke weed everyday
San Diego, all the way to the Bay
Gotham City, where my grandma stay
We gettin' blazed man someone's gotta do it
Mothaf*cka got beef, better grill it up and chew it
I'm like a drum line with these punch lines (No doubt)
Ain't Nick Cannon, but this man will leave you wild n' out
So dig, go and get the Swisher wraps (Why?)
Because the weed king is back (Yeah)
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Perfect, nothing less and that's for certain (Yup)
Any beat that I am on, I will kill it, curtains (Yup)
Gotta know the difference of a bitch that's always flirting
Does she really want me or the currency? Is it worth it? (Bitch)
Do your research, regardless you're a major fail (Yup)
Like when people kill themselves, you know they'll rot in hell
See, their souls get burned for an eternity
And haunt the less unfortunate like The Conjuring
Yea, honestly, this shit is just a game to me, Monopoly
After this, I'm getting topped up, by a sloppy thot
Probably put it on Snapchat, and tap it to watch (Tap it to watch)
Smoke weed that's fa sho tho
We come off very versatile, we just booked another show hoe (Yea)
Yea, I'm gone til November
Up in Denver, in a blizzard, fornicating on your sister (whaa)
In Southern California, West Coast Stoners
Waiting for the weed man to holla back
Cuz he got that marijuana, anything you want
Blueberry Trainwreck, Green Crack
Boy, it ain't nothing to me
Let's push these green packs cuz it's time to make money
Your baby came to slang with me
So ima make it flip cuz it's time to make money
Writer: Isaac Romero, Naron Dejohnette, Nathan Burke, Richard Lowery
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid