Grim Reefer Reel Wolf (Ft. Bizarre, ILL BILL, Merkules, ODoub, Potluck & Shallow Pockets)

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

[Verse 1: Bizarre]
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'
Gasp! It's so amazin' (Wooh)
Bizarre'll 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, Ton, hit my phone
I'm gone!

[Verse 2: 1-Ton]
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 hits 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, I'll 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 the movement, better 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 lives on cloud nine, a stoner prototype