Uh

Youngsta

Yeah

My eyes glossy as plasma

Blasting' off like I'm NASA

G's pullin' up on your Benz wagon, it's pew-pew from that Mazda

But really that's it's own chapter, told by Cape Town's most gangster

But just seein' that you get a heart attack and there's no cure for that asthma

So chill dawg, we just rappers

It ain't like we cure cancer

My G's quiet, pink panther

Hold me down like a anchor

And the fun will find you like Fanta

Thirsty, I ain't poppin' no champers

No chit chatter and no banter

So don't mess with me and don't tamper

Panda, climb trees, I can't look down

Floatin' up on that Kush cloud

What I'm smoking is poes loud

Grass green and that bush brown

I just bought it in Q-town

I'm always breaking new grounds

I'm a MC, I move crowds

And I hope I make my goons proud

Do you realize what this took now?

Kilograms, move pounds

In the kitchen with the baker's mittens

Listen, let a brother cook now

I feel like I'm being pulled around except this time I could drown

Sitting alone in my room now

This is how being geroek sounds

No roof now we

Hot boxin' in

So much smoke, I need oxygen

Outdoor Rastafari

Crazy shit like I'm Tiger King

I can't breathe 'til I'm high again

All that green like it's Heineken

Crusher open, put the ganja in

Bada boom, bada bing, like

Hot boxin' in

So much smoke, I need oxygen

Oxygen, I need oxygen, like

Hot boxin' in

So much smoke, I need oxygen

Oxygen, I need oxygen, like

Encrypted that's G-code

You sniffed it, that's green nose

Street scriptures, I read those

Equipment, I need pre-rolls

Drug dealers wanna trick more

Sell greenhouse and call it indoors

Get the raw in the rizzla bags

Zig zags like it's Jigsaw

Blowing smoke at the police

Candy rain taste so sweet

Off the chain and that's no leash

This boom smell like smoked beef

Catch a case and that's federal

But nowadays it's all medical

Ready mades take several and hit the lunchbox of the edibles

See weed smiles and gold grills

My brasa got no chill

In Cape Town they smoke pills

Frosted copper give me cold chills

And back then we paid phone bills

Still contracts made you call sillies

Now the dealers deliver weed like Mr. D at 420

E-wallet, electronic transaction, we don't see money

So you better get your eyes checked

Especially when you eat gummies

I know that I'm showing positive, if they ever take me for a piss test

Smoke so much that I lose weight

Haters say it's Ozempic

And I say, "Yes"

Hot boxin' in

So much smoke, I need oxygen

Outdoor Rastafari

Crazy shit like I'm Tiger King

I can't breathe 'til I'm high again

All that green like it's Heineken

Crusher open, put the ganja in

Bada boom, bada bing, like

Hot boxin' in

So much smoke, I need oxygen

Oxygen, I need oxygen, like

Hot boxin' in

So much smoke, I need oxygen

Oxygen, I need oxygen, like