The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
If it ain't green it ain't us!
Your parents hate us
'Cause we smell like cannibus
And remind em' of the incubus
Another freak of the night
With accessible roach clips, bongs, and weed pipes
Comin' with the straight 28
A full o.z.
Only fuckin' with the weed
You can keep the nosebleed
Mash on you haters actin' like you know me
Twiztid motherfucker, what you got on my trees?
I smoke it down to the ass end
Burnin' lips and fingertips
Huffin' helly shit
And take a bullet and I'm passin' it
Right into the ashtray where it belongs
From the bag to the J to the tray to the bong
Smoke a lotta weed, cloud nine
Space ridin'
People try to front like they don't, but I can see inside em'
Put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session
And I'ma smoke it all up quick without question
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
Eyes blew out red, I'm lookin' faded
Clothes stank like bud and my fingertips is always resonated
We burnin' ganja with the windows up
I got a QP of good green rolled ready to puff
We smoke entirely too much trees for average folks
But I never said that I was average
I like to smoke mad bags of weed
No stems no seeds
All I really want, and all I really need
I gotta tell you bitches, it ain't no smokin' for free
If you ain't fuckin' with me
Don't put yo lips up on my mothafuckin' tree
Records surround us like a zig zag
Light your whole block with a flame and take a big drag
We blaze trees on the highways
In the driveways
In the casket I keep an axe and a fat sack
With the zig zags
For the two plot trademark trees
Every studio session we gettin' sparked
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
We smoke weed every day
Regardless what you say
And every single night
With the get-right
You need to get up and shut up with all that pride
And all you non-smokin' niggas get the fuck outside!
Only weed-smokers up in this bitch tonight
Thick clouds of weed smoke, green like Kryptonite
I don't drink, shoot up, or take X
Only three loves in life is bud, death, and sex!!
Gimme gimme green leaves laced up with hash-hish
When you're ridin' dirty, watch for police
Listen and learn cuz I would never steer you wrong
Knowledge has accumulated like resins in bongs
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
Your parents hate us
'Cause we smell like cannibus
And remind em' of the incubus
Another freak of the night
With accessible roach clips, bongs, and weed pipes
Comin' with the straight 28
A full o.z.
Only fuckin' with the weed
You can keep the nosebleed
Mash on you haters actin' like you know me
Twiztid motherfucker, what you got on my trees?
I smoke it down to the ass end
Burnin' lips and fingertips
Huffin' helly shit
And take a bullet and I'm passin' it
Right into the ashtray where it belongs
From the bag to the J to the tray to the bong
Smoke a lotta weed, cloud nine
Space ridin'
People try to front like they don't, but I can see inside em'
Put the flame on the end of the weed and start the session
And I'ma smoke it all up quick without question
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
Eyes blew out red, I'm lookin' faded
Clothes stank like bud and my fingertips is always resonated
We burnin' ganja with the windows up
I got a QP of good green rolled ready to puff
We smoke entirely too much trees for average folks
But I never said that I was average
I like to smoke mad bags of weed
No stems no seeds
All I really want, and all I really need
I gotta tell you bitches, it ain't no smokin' for free
If you ain't fuckin' with me
Don't put yo lips up on my mothafuckin' tree
Records surround us like a zig zag
Light your whole block with a flame and take a big drag
We blaze trees on the highways
In the driveways
In the casket I keep an axe and a fat sack
With the zig zags
For the two plot trademark trees
Every studio session we gettin' sparked
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
We smoke weed every day
Regardless what you say
And every single night
With the get-right
You need to get up and shut up with all that pride
And all you non-smokin' niggas get the fuck outside!
Only weed-smokers up in this bitch tonight
Thick clouds of weed smoke, green like Kryptonite
I don't drink, shoot up, or take X
Only three loves in life is bud, death, and sex!!
Gimme gimme green leaves laced up with hash-hish
When you're ridin' dirty, watch for police
Listen and learn cuz I would never steer you wrong
Knowledge has accumulated like resins in bongs
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
I hope you brought the papers
You know I brought the trees
So roll another joint
And hand that bitch to me
We do this every day
So come get high with me
No matter what the tell us
This is reality
Lyrics submitted by nikuku
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