| I got my own strand of weed, its comin' out, It’s called Green Suicide | 
| It’s got be at y’all local dispensary | 
| This that shit, This that shit | 
| That’ll have you sky high | 
| That’ll have you with them wide eyes | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 | 
| Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| That have you light up on a dab | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| And blow that shit all in the air | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| It make you loose yo fuckin' mind | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| This that shit will have you feeling like you Superman | 
| This that shit that have you feein’l like you in a Lamb | 
| This the type of shit that make you blow a hundred grand | 
| This the type of shit that make yo bitch come fuck the fam | 
| Once you take one hit of this you gon' feel so high you not coming' back | 
| This is that shit that have me wilding' and spazzin' on all of them tracks | 
| This is that shit that have me pimpin' bitches that bringin' me racks | 
| All in the while I be smellin' like Cookies and shit while I’m running thru | 
| racks | 
| Aye this that shit you never smoked before | 
| Yeah this that shit that make you wanna choke | 
| Aye this that shit that’ll have you on the floor (yeah) | 
| Aye this that shit that’ll make you kick a door | 
| This that shit, This that shit | 
| That’ll have you sky high | 
| That’ll have you with them wide eyes | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 | 
| Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| That have you light up on a dab | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| And blow that shit all in the air | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| It make you loose yo fuckin' mind | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| Put that shit off in your lungs | 
| Break it down roll you a joint | 
| We smoke it all til its done | 
| Three pounds all til its done | 
| Beef with my squad better run | 
| Millions I want more than one | 
| Bad hoes I want more than one | 
| Just a bought a car for my son | 
| Put that shit in the garage he’ll drive it when he’s old enough | 
| Had to go switch up my bank the old one wouldn’t hold enough | 
| Old bitches cuttin' me off say I don’t hit they phone enough | 
| If you ain’t down with the gang then my big you can’t roll with us | 
| Codeine in the Soda, I put KK in the Cone | 
| And I took a bitch and I don’t know her | 
| Pour some drink I’m never sober | 
| I done rolled a hundred drinks and I don’t leave the crib | 
| Even hit snoop hit it once and said he need a zip, nigga | 
| This that shit, This that shit | 
| That’ll have you sky high | 
| That’ll have you with them wide eyes | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 | 
| Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| That have you light up on a dab | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| And blow that shit all in the air | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| It make you loose yo fuckin' mind | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| I’m working like a boss, smokin' like a chief | 
| Smokin' on a pound lookin' like a reef | 
| This shit put you down put yo ass to sleep | 
| This shit have me buyin' a pound every other week | 
| 3−5 in my zone, she like damn this long (mm hmm) | 
| One puff and she gone, she like damn this shit strong | 
| I’m like yeah bitch I’m on, You ain’t used to this shit | 
| You ain’t used to this fire weed, you ain’t used to gettin' lit | 
| Aye, this that shit that make you act a fool | 
| Aye, this that shit that have you skippin' school | 
| Aye, this that shit that make you go bizerk | 
| But this that shit that make you put in work | 
| This that shit, This that shit | 
| That’ll have you sky high | 
| That’ll have you with them wide eyes | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| Make you mix the sprite with a dirty 4 | 
| Have you leaning' with a ratchet hoe | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| That have you light up on a dab | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| And blow that shit all in the air | 
| This that shit, this that shit | 
| It make you loose yo fuckin' mind | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| We call it Green Suicide | 
| Go to your local dispensary tell em' you want new Juicy J weed | 
| Green Suicide Nigga, knock you on your motherfuckin' ass nigga this that shit |