Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Crash Mats
The Crash Mats
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Barrett
Danny Barrett
Songwriter
Daniel Royales
Daniel Royales
Songwriter
Chris Webb
Chris Webb
Songwriter

Lyrics

The neighbors are growing weed, I know cos I can smell it
The neighbours are growing weed, but they won’t fucking sell it
There's a grow on my street, and they won’t sell to me.
The turpentine fill the air, my nose is going crazy
Me neighbor won’t sell me any cos he’s fucking lazy.
Written by: Chris Webb, Daniel Royales, Danny Barrett
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