

Prompt / Lyrics
Hit the couch, lit the Sour Diesel bomb,wake and bake smoking the bret hart of buds the best there is the best there was the best they'll ever be Wake and bake , feel the green, mind strong. Rollin' up the Hulk Hogan of buds, Slamming down tokes, kush in floods. Mornings with big daddy Diesel set the stage, Undertaker chokehold engage. Wake and bake, living that dream, Weed so dank, never lose steam. Stone Cold hits, heavy like his Stunner, Morning baking, no better summer. Feel like Ric Flair, woohoo in the room,sour Diesel gots me in a four figure leg lock This weed slam, shakin' off all gloom. Sour Diesel gots me feelin funky like donk the clown clownin around Life sweet, inhale that Macho Man,Oh Yeah Brother, One puff, up, high as Jimmy super fly snuka flying of the top ring.sour Diesel gots be buzzing higher then the killer bees, wake an bake, blowing sour Diesel tog,hack saw Jim Dugan thugin blunt hitting hard like a mule kick, you can call it two by four stunting call it lumber jack logging Ringside vibes, my mind jogs Mornings with the Diesel set the stage, Undertaker chokehold engage. Wake and bake, living that dream, Weed so dank, never lose steam. Wake and bake like dusty roads sour diesel hitting like bionic elbows road warriors of the chain ohhhhh yeah what a rush era stars, buds hit hard, Powerbomb the stress, no guard. Bobby Heenan grin, haze all round, Wake and bake, king of the ground.big popa pump gorilla pressing sour Diesel to the moon wake and bake the Bret heart of weed the best there is the best there was the best they'll ever be sour diesel gots me feeling like a WWE super star
Tags
Whiskey Rebellion Blues, dirty South rap infused with Midwest trap house rhythms and rhyme and 808s, male
2:14
No
2/2/2026