B-Legit - Marijuana [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro: B-Legit]
Check one
I'm back in the piece man, you know what I'm talking about yea
About to roll em in one of these motherfucking
Raw papers
With gelato, you dig?
Put a little cookie crumb on that motherfucker
See what that do
[?]snowman[?], you dig?
Man we just getting high
I mean, what else we gonna do, nigga

[Verse 1: B-Legit]
Ask me how I feel about the marijuana
I tell you that I love it like I love my mama
We don't do confusion and all the drama
We be with the crew, little benihana
California state, Chico up north
Get it to the bay, it's some buckmore
Travel up top with some fuck foe
They ain't even got what a nigga ride
Gelato with my raw with the cookie crumb
On my instagram putting hella thumbs
Fuck around you gonna need another lung
Probably where your favorite rapper get it from
White boys and the tube rolling [?] up
New strain, bout to enter that in the cup
With the harvest coming up, Ima move around
High as health care nigga I ain't coming down

[Interlude]
For what?
Nigga, thats what we do
It's what we been doing
Nigga hit me on the next album dank site
I want some of that shit you and Berner be having on your IG
I said man, you have to get at Berner about that boy

[Verse 2: Berner]
Roll another one smoke the pain away
I'm in the bay getting paid in a major way
When that box show up, how you supposed to feel?
One-hundred and fifty grand wrapped with a vacuum seal
Took (serb)[?], put his back on the map again
Long nights, no sleep, sick of traffic cam
Wax made me never want to dab again
Buy more bags, put the candy in
It's outdoor season and I'm loving it
Price so low, they can't get enough of it
Snowman get me on my own hype
Fuck a new chain, baby buy me grow lights
I'm in the G-Spot, yea the weed spot
The shit will make you sweat like a (key sap)[?]
Clear on my rolling no G-Shock
New Benz cost about three blocks
Let the smoke clear homie, ima pot-head
Weed got a mountain like a hop head
F-1 burning out the room smell
Like the pelly did back early two-thou
Nice way, pretty bitch, few pre-rows
We let the coke bricks fly with the igloos
Ima beast with the weed shit
Me and B-Legit, we let the peace flip

[Outro]