Reel Wolf, ILL BILL, ODoub, Shallow Pockets, Merkules, Potluck - Grim Reefer lyrics

I'm 'bout to fire up a blunt
Bizarre nigga! (We get high)
Shouts to my niggas Reel Wolf! D12!
And get high!

Call your girlfriend up
Tell her I wanna smoke
I been sober, I put this dick in her throat
Gas! You know I'm blazin'
Cash! It's so amazin' (Wooh)
Bizarre buttfuck your daughter (Uh, huh)
Fuck the police
I'm just smoking at the border
I got pounds (yeah) , I got zones (yeah)
When you in Detroit, Tom, hit my phone
I'm gone!

I got a pocket fulla condoms
And a pound of weed (That smoke)
A couple bottles of some
Vodka and some Hennessy (yeah)
A slab of shatter and a
Couple hit's of ecstasy (Uh oh)
Let's hope tonight will be the
Party of the century (Yes)
I'm getting baked
Betty Crocker of this rap game (Uh oh)
Humboldt County
We invented over half the strains
(That's real) in over half the states
Weed is legal campaigns (What)
Now everyone think they're a grower
It's a damn shame
I'm a weed snob, smoke until it kills me
Dabbin' all day and all my globsters feel me
(That's for them)
Makin' moves, I'm a functional stoner
(Uh, huh) i was havin' growhouses back when
You was just a boner (Uh, huh)
I'm a lifer in a movement that'll recognize
I specialize in smoking kong and
I can murder mics (Woah)
If you can't understand the hype you
Just ain't heard it right (yeah huh)
My mind is on cloud nine, a stoner prototype

The name's BILL
But, you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be reaching when they be
Boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing
Weed in a bong like Willie high on his tour
Bus singing a song the name's BILL
But, you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be queefing when they be
Boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing
Weed in a bong like Snoop Dogg on his tour
Bus singing a song

I'm level headed off that medicine
A veteran with rolling trees
Toasted off the dopest weed in Humboldt
You get smoke for free (yeah)
You might get beat up if you
Got it by the ounce (Come here)
We've been caught up in a drought
I'm noddin' off from on the couch
I get violent off that hybrid
I get evil on Sativa
In my dreams I'm smoking reefer on
The coast of Costa Rica i'm a weedhead
They say I smoke so much I need dreads
(Guapo) my eyes are beet red
The rasta with the cheap meds
You wanna hit but you can't have that shit
(Nuh uh) my doctor told me slow down
So I slap that bitch i give a fuck
'cause I'm like Snoop in Half Baked
I'm the one who's stealing roaches
From your Doobie Ashtray
So what? 'Cause, I ain't slowin' down soon
(Nah) i just bought a half ounce
I probably smoke it by noon (True)
And all I need is a lighter and some haze
Grab the rifle and a gauge and
Fuckin' tighten up your faders

Yeah! Bitch we burn trees
I'm high as fuck like when I was fourteen
Fuck the morphine, I'm more a fiend for THC
(Right) learn your ABCs before you fuck
With OGs, little peon, please
Don't get mad at me
She started poking me on Facebook (yeah)
It made me wonder if she gave me brain
How would her face look?
I raise hell then blame it on a dab hit
Step up to the mic
I go crazier than batshit! No in between
(No) , I go to the extreme (Let's go)
Me without the weed is
Like magic without Karim (Wooh)
I can't stop writin', I strike like lightning
Nobody want to bite
I'm like a white Mike Tyson
When I was sixteen
I didn't want to get a car (Uh, huh)
I just got high in my
Room and wrote sixteen bars (yeah)
Blazed out of my mind and
I perfected my sick flow
You don't like the way I rhyme? Then
You can suck my dick slow!

The name's BILL
But, you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be reaching when they be
Boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing
Weed in a bong like Willie high on his tour
Bus singing a song the name's BILL
But, you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be queefing when they be
Boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing
Weed in a bong like Snoop Dogg on his tour
Bus singing a song

We pour the blood out on your
Face! That leave a pothole
I keep blazing 'til I need to stop, drop
Roll tryin' to tell 'em I buy it, I sell it
But, I have no feelings so
Why are you frettin'? (Pussy)
I'm so high I feel like I'm twenty foot tall
(What?) the Superbowl got me blissed
Without a fucking football
Weed, that's the real money on trees
(Roll it)
Leaf, cut it up, breathe, release, I exhale
I as well as my clientele is high as
Hell for buyin' the skies like giant L's
No papers
The vapors got me high as skyscrapers (Wooh)
Eyes red as the lasers and
I laughing in your faces (Ha ha ha)
You want to reek, yeah
Well put the seat back and smoke a green bag
Like I still sick, I need that
Just a relapse take a big hit, I can't miss
I got an appointment
For all two spliffs of shit
I'm double jointed

Ahh! I smoked my life away
And as my wife would say
"You lazy fuck, go get a job
Don't sit home and get high today"
Forgetful Jones, I lose a thought in a second
Forget your name on your voicemail
While recording a message (Uhh)
I watch wrestling, I swear it's real
I powerbomb my daughter, never squeal
And you can ride the Ferris wheel tomorrow
Deal?
I'm like a heel plottin', feelin' real rotten
'Til I smoke and I'm like "Make sure
Is that real cotton?"
I get high and think that 2Pac's alive
'Cause one plus one equals two
Two plus three equals 5
Five plus four equals nine
And I ain't sure if I'm goin'
But he's in Cuba, he'll be
Comin' back one day, i just know it
(I swear) i watch MacGyver on Netflix and
Try to make shit (Explosion)
Aww fuck! There goes my basement
It's O Deezy, bitch, I got what you need
Y'all heard that Underworld 2? Have
You heard it on weed?

The name's BILL
But, you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be reaching when they be
Boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing
Weed in a bong like Willie high on his tour
Bus singing a song the name's BILL
But, you can call me the Grim Reefer
Bitches be queefing when they be
Boofing that piff deeper
Listen to Cheech & Chong cheefing
Weed in a bong like Snoop Dogg on his tour
Bus singing a song