[D-LOC] you know the king klick, we got the bomb weed, we got the southern kali shit that ya eyes bleed, daddy x, d-loc and that boy richter, bdub, big pak, lou, munchyz the heavy hitter
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the at? it's in my backpack , but you can't touch the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? i need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the at where's the weed at?, yo, where's the at? you know I'm holding, always knowing the weed's at so the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at
[Verse 1 - X] it's on this time, in my prime blowin smoke I got the mountain side going out for broke we got them saturated Koast II Koast I got a in my sock, an ounce in my coat I got a fat bud in the of my guitar I got the flavour of the chillin in the jar i got that Whitehouse presidental sweets I got that spaceship THC I got weed in my garage and under my bathroom sink ounce in my xbox living by my TV I got a nug on my desk and in my drawer and when I'm low my hidden stash is in the floor I got some backup underneath the stairs and the eighth I got in my underwear wrapped in my sweaty balls , that's why I'm flying you take a lick, trick , taste it good life...
where's the at?, yo, where's the weed at? it's in my backpack , but you can't that where's the at?, yo, where's the weed at? I need to a rip , quick, tell me where the weed's at the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? you know I'm holding, knowing where the weed's at so where's the weed at?, yo, the weed at? somebody's gotta where the muthafuckin weed's at
[Verse 2 -
know where the weeds at? well I'll give u a hint. just follow the scent rising my tent. imp outta the vents into a Lincoln cont. or my Cadillac bc I done did it again. I'm back to ballin to win, let me hold it all in I only five breaths but fucking calling it 10 getting control of those ends, blowing smoke like the I'm back to Rollin in my bus, don't even let me cause I'm in it , I'm in, when I'm out it, I'm out these cats are loopy prints they got a problem no Doute, I call it fifty fin and my my house, I got one rule there it's don't show up gotta call before you through, get the all cool I might be like wait up , yo call you cause no one knows what Richter's got chronic but when it's cracking, we be the motherfuckers that's cracking but anyway...
where's the at?, yo, where's the weed at? it's in my backpack , but you can't touch the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? I need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the at the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? you know I'm holding, always knowing where the at so the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? somebody's know where the muthafuckin weed's at
[Verse 3 -
I got the bomb weed, you know I'm blowin tokes I got the good shit that leave you laid up on the I got the nugs, i got the big sacks i got the type of bud that kick you in your ass i got the type of weed that you wanna bug out without a doubt the type of shit get you drug out we getting super high, we gettin ripped we puttin it down for all the weed smokin so where's the weed at ?, i need to a blunt put that shit back , fill it up, don't front, lick it up , stick it, it smoke it to the butt, finish that and roll another one up. So...
where's the weed at?, yo, where's the at? it's in my backpack , but you can't that where's the weed at?, yo, where's the at? i need to take a rip , quick, tell me where the at the weed at?, yo, where's the weed at? you know I'm holding, always knowing the weed's at so where's the weed at?, yo, where's the at? gotta know where the muthafuckin weed's at