Black Bottom Lighters Home Grown
[Verse 1: Stilly]
Wake and bake
I got the Chronic
Breakfast of Champions
Fuck an Omelette
Life ain't black and white
When you're looking through shades of green
Oh, take me back to the days
My brain was a train on a one way track
Down at the corner store
Shoulder tapping to buy a dub sack
Say farewell to the bag of shake
And onto the field of dreams
A fairytale where buds as fluffy as a pillow
Help me sleep
Call the bong a shotgun
Shoot it and reload it
Crystals on the the buds
Make it look like it's sugar coated
Nobody in the world
Should ever feel alone
Everybody on earth is home grown
[Chorus X2: Stilly]
Who's got the herb?
Who's got the herb?
B-L-A to the C and K
I said, who's got the fire?
Who's got the fire?
B-O double T-O-M Lighters
[Verse 2: T]
You make me feel better when i'm feeling down
Twisted Precisely no it don't run around
Indica sativa green leaves
You can find me rolling trees muy feliz
Natural healing with no side effects
Got my green card like the Mexicans
Now its all legal to carry a zip
30 days later
Still get a DUI for taking a rip
[Chorus X2: Stilly]
Who's got the herb?
Who's got the herb?
B-L-A to the C and K
I said, who's got the fire?
Who's got the fire?
B-O double T-O-M Lighters
[Verse 3: Stilly]
I saw Bradley Nowell
In this Blue Dream
Told me to follow the milky way
And then we smoked weed
Took a ride on a Sour Diesel truck
Met a White Widow
We Alaskan Thunder f..cked so...
[Chorus X2: Stilly]
Who's got the herb?
Who's got the herb?
B-L-A to the C and K
I said, who's got the fire?
Who's got the fire?
B-O double T-O-M Lighters
