Outlaw Ounce's

They call us ThemTreez for a reason We don't buy it — we grow it, roll it, ride dirty with it

Outlaw ounces, tucked in the stash spot Country boy moves but my hustle got the city hot Raised in the pines, still dodgin' them dimes Turnin' four zips to a goldmine in time

I ain't in the trap — I am the terrain Grow game sharp like a hog in the rain Y'all got loud? I invented the strain Label it"Moonshine Mints" — now it's runnin' through veins

Eyes low, money tall, truck high Out here where the law don't fly Ain't no snitch in the sticks, just grit And a fully packed bowl that'll make ya quit

Outlaw ounces, pounds in the breeze Grow it like crops then I move it with ease Mason jar full, trunk got weight Ridin' through the holler with a masked off license plate

Outlaw ounces, smoke in the trees Cam' up my boots and I still move these You can take my lighter, take my leaf But you'll never take the roots — we deep

Rollin' in a F-250, blunt like a torch With a plug in the hills and a judge on the porch We don't talk — we nod We don't front — we prod And we bag that work while the hounddogs watch

This that backwoods contraband Smoke so thick, need a traffic cam Growin' that God-tier chronic So good, DEA tried to buy it and I told 'em they ain't got it

Got pounds buried where the moss don't fade And a trailcam flick if the wrong folks stray It's family ties, it's seeds in the dirt It's outlaw laws with a t-shirt merch

This ain't just smoke This is survival This is legacy This is Treez

Outlaw ounces, pounds in the breeze Grow it like crops then I move it with ease Mason jar full, trunk got weight Ridin' through the holler with a masked off license plate

Outlaw ounces, smoke in the trees Cam' up my boots and I still move these You can take my lighter, take my leaf But you'll never take the roots — 'we deep

We ain't in the game we made the rules ThemTreez forever Tree Tape Volume Two