I was born to shit on ya’ll that’s why they call me asshole
I swear we always flooded when the others in a dustbowl
I send a txt to my connects north to the south-pole
Everyday we party like my team just won the super bowl

Super bowl? Super blunt. It’s in between? Call that a junt
Lost a quarter in the last one so I’m on a treasure hunt
To find a dime who will not whine otherwise she’s just a cunt
Take that ass to the bedroom and ill show her how I stunt

I fuck around and leave her ass no time to talk no time to kiss
I just got to move it fast and hit the next one on the list
got the shit that’s green and hairy no more money to buy gifts
Everyone’s about to learn how the Grinch stole Christmas

Light green bud and bright orange hairs swear the keef looks like snow
Nuggets shaped like Christmas trees, hear its trimmed by elves you know?
Split an eighth before this track and know I want one more to go
Shit hits sweet like it’s a kiss, homies call it mistledro

You know we blowing mad danky smell it walking up
People tell us we be stanky like we give a fuck
Females in the crib but can’t find one that’s not a slut
Waiting for the money shot its time for your close up

Hop in the whip we doing tricks drifting corners cause we can
I gonna have to pass the wheel if I hit one more snow man
Can’t park on the street tonight because of winter parking ban
Pull the car in the garage so we can hotbox it again

I fuck around and leave her ass no time to talk no time to kiss
I just got to move it fast and hit the next one on the list
got the shit that’s green and hairy no more money to buy gifts
Everyone’s about to learn how the Grinch stole Christmas

Jump out of the car when blunts are done we passing bottles
Killing handles for the night so you can watch me wobble
Not enough fine hoes tonight time for my drunk goggles
Everything is better now, look at all these models

born to shit on ya’ll that’s why they call me asshole
I swear we always flooded when the others in a dustbowl
I send a txt to my connects north to the south-pole
Everyday we party like my team just won the super bowl


Pack a bowl or roll a joint spark it up get to the point
When I pass my bud around it will never disappoint
Christmas time its time to shine, so we got a brand new ride
Not worried bout driving safe, hard to crash when you’re this high

The Grinch is coming to your town but this one isn’t mean
He’s just my bud that’s pretty hairy and also really green
No worries about stems or seeds his shit is really clean
Watch out for his smoke screen, eyes are red need some visine

No need for an Xbox when you got them mad rocks
No need for a playstation when you got crystallization
The only pc in my life is the one that’s got another P
GHB marijuana magic shrooms and DMT

You wanna fuck with me? I put you in the street
Face down on the curb, open up its time to eat
Don’t take me too serious just lying on my feet
All these lyrics don’t mean shit, just words to fill the beat