What We Do
Break down and break up da stankest dankest kush nugs
We here to stack and pack fat green sack to 305 thugs
Dusk till dawn we smoke till we yawn our mean mugs
round here we smog up till we fog up da roof and rugs
smoking choking squirming like we covered up with bugs
lean till we fall we spray afro sheen on it all
the chronic critic collective smoking out yall'
green thumb, get dumb we inhale it till we numb
ziplocks stuffin purple shit puffin
shit i got da munchies imma get me a muffin