Call the Weedman Gucci Mane (Ft. Yo Gotti)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Call the weed man, tell him come and serve me
I think my nerves bad I need that loud pack
It's an emergency, so call the bean man
Mr. Bean Man, bring me the ecstacy
I got a lean man, for that promethazine
Mr. Lean Man, bring me my medicine
I got a kush man, I'm smoking kush again
Mr. Purp Man, bring me that barney

[Verse 1 ?]
You wanna get high baby, you want that vibe baby
You 24's to the moon, with the mama baby
What's your habbit? I get at it if you got a habbit
My [?] cause I chop and mash it
And I got ya if you leaning or rocking
[?] if you cheefin or poppin
[?]
Wide open, mama flow like a faucet
I'm the plug, ain't no way they can stop it
Call me

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
So bring a thousand bags with you
[?] ain't no need to count this shit
You can be my new connect, but damb I miss my old connect
Tracter trailers full of it, Imma sell [?]
[?]
[?]
Talking back to back, man I smoke them shits like ciggerets
I would [?] but you be with that [?] shit
[?] 96 for a pound of [?]