A&W

Boots off, blunt lit, sittin’ on the bed

She’s bouncin’ that thang while I’m losin’ my head

Got a fat sack rolled and her jeans barely on

And that ass got me higher than this pre-roll cone

She got that peach lookin’ like a damn cartoon

And the way she ride it, man, I’m over the moon

Ain’t nothin’ like ass and weed

Thick like honey and loud like speed

She shake it like a sinner in a back row pew

Got me beggin’ for a hit and a view or two

I don’t need pills, I don’t need blow

Just a fat-ass joint and that booty low

Weed gets me buzzed, but let’s be real—

Her ass got the kind of high you feel

She drop it like the beat in a honky-tonk dive

And I light one up while she grindin’ live

Bong hits, back shots, Lord have mercy

She moanin’ through the smoke, yeah, it’s dirty and thirsty

Ain’t no Sunday prayer gonna cleanse this night

But I’ll be damned if it don’t feel right

Ain’t nothin’ like ass and weed

Ridin’ me slow, she got what I need

Booty so fat it got its own zip code

And that kush got us both in a freaky mode

I don’t need fame, I don’t need clout

Just a thick girl twisted up, blowin’ out

Weed hits good, but her hits better

Especially when we’re both high together

Roll one, smack one, flip her on her side

Country boys know how to take a ride

She got green in her lungs, and cake for days

And I’m lost in both in a clouded haze

Ass and weed, my holy pair

She throwin’ that thang with no underwear

Sativa dreams and that big ol’ butt

She got me thankin’ God with every thrust

I don’t care what the preachers preach—

That ass and that weed? Just outta my reach

I’m a sinner, baby, and I plead the fifth

But if it’s wrong to love this high, I’ll live with it

So pass that joint and shake that ass—

Tonight we sinnin’ country fast.