Good As Gold Lyrics

Good As Gold lyrics

I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow

Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl

Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro

Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow



If you ask me how I'm living, my reply is 'I'm sold'

Smoked out, without a doubt

I keep a constant flow, of indo smoke pouring out my lungs

And you can strip to find a stash on the tip of my tongue

Marijuana, running through my veins

God's great gift comes in different strains

From the mainland (purps?) all the way to big island

Underground cultivation, yes I try to stay blasted

From to sea to sea, and I've also been known to plant seed after seed

Seven points on my flag when it's blowing in the wind

Prop 215 so let the games begin

Smoke as much as you want, Johnny Richter's everlastin

When you packin' a sacks, (??)

Your plants don't grow in that bud that be glowin

For once you have to ask, all the people never knowin



I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow

Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl

Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro

Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow



Yo, I can barely breathe, I need to kick a verse

The smoke's on my mind, and it's getting on my nerves

Observe, don't wanna look at my lungs

Shriveled like an old peach, pear, plum

Nicotine, I'd rather smoke some green

What does it take, and why do I fiend?

If I conquer this kick, I'd be crowned king

Wasting my money, four bucks a pack

Going out of my way for some dirt sticks at that

It's gettin to be crap, I'm all up out of wack

But I'm rowdy, I need to buy a patch

The dirty little camel is makin' me weeze

Go around to the castle where there's bongs and weed

I need to take a shit, got no time to think

There's a zong by the toilet, and some bud on the sink

Some bud on the sink, some bud on the sink



I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow

Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl

Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro

Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow



I knew a real stoner named D-Loc

Never went to sleep, smoked weed till the sun broke

Up all night with his pipe, puffin' indo

Evaporated herb, like (delapidating?) ozone

Sack after sack, after sack, now he's flat broke

About to get faded, take a toke, while the tape rolls

Kottonmouth Kings write rhymes on hemp stones

Daddy X don't smoke, and (??)

Save the best of the best, when pack it in the vest

You know the THC content you will never guess

Unless you invest, we can put it to the test

There's no stress for the cess, we all about the next guest

(??), now our minds spun,

We in a whole new place, lowered the lights

Bud stickin, laced, fruit taste, sticky

Nothing but dank, number one rank

No need to rush, sippin' buds by the crops

Those little red rocks in the hydroponic box

To keep the plants kissin, we got a drip system

Electronical device, liquid dice

(??) to the fullest and beautiful kolas

One puff, you clueless, to all you rookie smokers

(??) was stun, relation was won

We love to see our plants looki' pretty in the sun



I snapped a load, watch it glow, glow, glow

Looks so fruity sittin' in my bowl

Thanks to Mary, Jane is my bro

Glow baby, glow baby, grow baby, glow