Ganja Farmer

Link up with the ganja farmer Bless my soul Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9 Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9 Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor Shoutout to the boys who held me down when I had no much for flexin' I remember the time we had no record, CDs always empty Say hi to the Afro king of drill Istanbul, we trendin' If you're hearin' this go holla my name go Rich Hendrix don made it Some boys just talk too much, I do my ting, don't need their praises My OG ridin' a Benz in a free highway doin' 180 My drip and yours don't look the same, we both got different flexes My check is great and the life is made, my OG own some Benz's Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9 Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9 Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor It's that winnin' season, hey man, play some Afro-selecta Stay sharp and protect your energy before they touch your temper I remember they told me, "I can't rap", now I'm droppin' bangers The song I make is the sound they play, the gbedu don start to dey enter Some boys just talk too much, I do my ting, don't need their praises My OG ridin' a Benz in a free highway doin' 180 My drip and yours don't look the same, we both got different flexes My check is great and the life is made, my OG own some Benz's Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9 Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor Link up with the ganja farmer, bless my soul when I got that boy I don't trust these guys, they lie, keep mouth like servin' a random tour Bad b— just wobble your bunda, 4-point-5 like vapin' 9 Out of sight, me and my guys, we doubled the bag compressor Me and my guys, we double the bag compressor