Hotbox Anthem
Potluck Lyrics


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Potluck! Roll up the window
Dank alumni, back up in this bitch
Roll up the window

It′s fucked up, I'm too high, and I still want more
And it′s fucked up that we have too much good weed to ignore
So we closing all doors and closing all the windows too
Hope you ain't smoking, watch what secondhand will do
It's the hotbox anthem, it′s not a joke, put your hands up
The room is filled with smoke, so many blunts you can′t stand up
Humboldt bud shows in high times magazine
And where I'm from, were fillin bags of weed for Halloween
Get in the truck, hit the blunt, get the visine
Roll the windows up, were puff n tuff till our eyes bleed
Five jays a day the only way to get by
This ain′t fake like the movies half baked and how high
Walked into a party ain't got no ice on
But I got the best weed you seen in your life dog
Hit it you might fall, I′m right in my life ya'll
And critics talkin shit like this is a gimmick, fuck all ya′ll!

This ain't a club song shakin and dancing
This ain't a love song singing and romancing
This ain′t a pop song about your favorite fashion
Were here to smoke a blunt, this is the hotbox anthem

Hop into my hotbox AKA my office, I got it
It′s Mr. Garth-culti-vader growing these pounds of purple chronic
When I get up on it most people call me the reefer doctor
Living in the tent with my twelve gauge watching for helicopters
I broke you off something kind of proper when I go get?
I'm watching out for crooked coppers in my golden state
I can′t stop it Mary Jane is out on another day
I'll just wait till my harvest? With some grapes
Not the ones from Napa but believe people be coming after this rapper
Because they know I′m a fuckin disaster
When I bring the master kush straight from the plant stalks
Id like to welcome everybody to this hot box

Roll up the window smoking on a blunt, roll up the window turn the music up to bump

You ready to burn? Yep. Ok cool.
Let's blaze up every molecule
Well I got a few well make gravity is on top of you
Fuck yeah! I got it, I′ll hit it up in my spare time, I'll get ya high
I'll get that lighter, I got some fire, do it quick before expire
Showin em I was born to roll like I was master ace
So whatcha talkin about suburban for dubs
I′m talkin ace straight to the face
It′s dank alumni, we smoking brass and weed
This smells like ass to me when you have to breathe
Cause every time I go to inhale, it's like?
Pack that bowl, hit it homie, you passed out
I′m doin dope fo sho, smokin trees, getting slow
Everything turns to I don't know
I don′t wanna quit so I still roll
Man I still blowin my dough
Let's go get high like was sup?
Only time I shut the fuck up
Is every time the windows go up
So if you hotbox, hit it hard till it hurts
So I can get to the other side like? Trying to convert

This is dank alumni, we make fascia aroma therapy
Smokin cultural taking out a teepee like a Cherokee
A belished desire to smoke
Clouds developing start taking shapes lookin like the holy ghost
Don′t you break the tag cough a drop ash in the interior, the hot box
I swear you'll be short in breath that'll make you inferior, that′s top notch
Marijuana songs that beats the bounce of girls of hop scotch
Rollin blunts the size of redwood trees, joints the size of sasquatch
Inhale steam to let′s your eyes sink
Whirling spells casted to reveal reflect the thoughts that I think
Positive progress towards liberation
No org local laws dedication the process
Blaze your favorite band without the guilty conscious

I roll ounces of bang
More changes stay the same
I gotta hustle this game
You can catch me in my Chevy with my windows rollin up
Cause only you got perfect time to finish rollin a blunt
Still bumping gangsta rap
Still screaming fuckin cop like my car is on fire
When I'm cruising down the block
It′s Smokey in the inside like the hot box anthem
My weed gets your brain like your smoking Charles Manson
The east they're smoking Phillies, the west we Rollin switches
Some people packing bong hits, some people joint twists′
But me smokes it all got a PHD, that's a pothead degree, wrap pot, best believe
I′ll smoke a couple of P's just modest of me
When it comes to havin fire, I'm as hottest can be




I′m smoking like a chief, notice me, I′m holding cheese
Cause up in Humboldt county all are money growing trees

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Potluck's song "Hotbox Anthem" talks about their love for marijuana and how they enjoy smoking it. They mention that they have so much good weed that they cannot ignore it and that they're smoking so much that they're too high but still want more. They talk about closing all the doors and windows to hotbox the place and hope that people are not smoking. They want to put their hands up and let people know that this is the hotbox anthem, which is not a joke. They mention that they read about "Humboldt bud shows in high times magazine" and that they fill bags of weed for Halloween. They encourage everyone to get into the truck and hit the blunt, get some Visine and then puff till their eyes bleed.


The song talks about how they're not smoking out of fashion or for love, but they're smoking to be high. They also mention the cultural significance of marijuana and how they're taking out a teepee like a Cherokee. They tell people not to break the tag and cough but instead inhale the steam to let their eyes sink. They applaud positive progress towards liberation and talk about their dedication to the process. The song ends with them talking about how they have a Ph.D. in smoking weed, and they can wrap pot. They mention that they hold cheese and that in Humboldt County, their money is growing trees.


Line by Line Meaning

Potluck! Roll up the window
Potluck! Close the car window to contain the smoke


Dank alumni, back up in this bitch
Long-time weed enthusiasts are present


It′s fucked up, I'm too high, and I still want more
Despite already being intoxicated, I still desire more


And it's fucked up that we have too much good weed to ignore
We have an abundance of exceptional marijuana that cannot be overlooked


So we closing all doors and closing all the windows too
We're sealing the car to prevent any smoke from escaping


Hope you ain't smoking, watch what secondhand will do
I hope you're not inhaling the secondhand smoke as it can have negative effects


It's the hotbox anthem, it′s not a joke, put your hands up
This song is an ode to hotboxing, a serious matter, and calls for participation


The room is filled with smoke, so many blunts you can′t stand up
The room is engulfed in smoke from the numerous blunts being smoked, making it difficult to remain upright


Humboldt bud shows in high times magazine
High-quality marijuana from Humboldt County is featured prominently in High Times magazine


And where I'm from, were fillin bags of weed for Halloween
In my hometown, we distribute bags of marijuana instead of candy on Halloween


Get in the truck, hit the blunt, get the visine
Get into the car, smoke the blunt, use eye drops to reduce redness


Roll the windows up, were puff n tuff till our eyes bleed
Close the windows and continue smoking heavily until our eyes become bloodshot


Five jays a day the only way to get by
Smoking five joints each day is the only way to cope


This ain't fake like the movies half baked and how high
This is not a fictional portrayal like the movies Half Baked and How High


Walked into a party ain't got no ice on
Arrived at a party without any ice for drinks


But I got the best weed you seen in your life dog
However, I possess the most incredible marijuana you've ever encountered


Hit it you might fall, I'm right in my life ya'll
Smoking this weed might make you collapse, but I'm content in my lifestyle


And critics talkin shit like this is a gimmick, fuck all ya′ll!
Critics criticizing this as a mere gimmick can go to hell!


This ain't a club song shakin and dancing
This is not a song for dancing and clubbing


This ain't a love song singing and romancing
This is not a song about love and romance


This ain′t a pop song about your favorite fashion
This is not a pop song focused on trendy fashion


Were here to smoke a blunt, this is the hotbox anthem
We're here to enjoy smoking a blunt, this song is dedicated to hotboxing


Hop into my hotbox AKA my office, I got it
Get into my hotboxed car, which I consider my workspace, I'm well-prepared


It′s Mr. Garth-culti-vader growing these pounds of purple chronic
I'm Mr. Garth-culti-vader, cultivating large quantities of potent purple marijuana


When I get up on it, most people call me the reefer doctor
When I'm involved in the marijuana scene, many refer to me as the expert on the subject


Living in the tent with my twelve gauge watching for helicopters
I reside in a tent, armed with a twelve-gauge shotgun, keeping an eye out for law enforcement helicopters


I broke you off something kind of proper when I go get?
I provided you with something excellent when I went to acquire it, right?


I'm watching out for crooked coppers in my golden state
I'm vigilant for corrupt policemen in California, my home state


I can′t stop it Mary Jane is out on another day
I cannot control it, marijuana continues to be in high demand


I'll just wait till my harvest? With some grapes
I'll patiently wait until my marijuana harvest, enjoying some grapes in the meantime


Not the ones from Napa but believe people be coming after this rapper
I'm referring to grapes, not from Napa Valley, but individuals are pursuing me as a rapper


Because they know I'm a fuckin disaster
They are aware that I am a chaotic and unpredictable individual


When I bring the master kush straight from the plant stalks
When I present the master kush, directly sourced from the plant stems


Id like to welcome everybody to this hot box
I'd like to invite everyone to join in this hotbox situation


You ready to burn? Yep. Ok cool.
Are you prepared to smoke? Yes. Alright, that's great.


Let's blaze up every molecule
Let's smoke so heavily that every molecule is affected


Well I got a few, well make gravity is on top of you
I have some joints, and the resulting high will make you feel immense gravity


Fuck yeah! I got it, I′ll hit it up in my spare time, I'll get ya high
Hell yeah! I possess the necessary means, I'll smoke at my leisure and ensure you get high


I'll get that lighter, I got some fire, do it quick before expire
I'll retrieve the lighter, I have excellent marijuana, let's smoke it quickly before it loses potency


Showin em I was born to roll like I was master ace
Demonstrating that I possess exceptional rolling skills, as if I were Master Ace


So whatcha talkin about suburban for dubs
Why are you discussing wealthy neighborhoods and expensive cars?


I′m talkin ace straight to the face
I'm referring to smoking high-quality marijuana directly to the face


It′s dank alumni, we smoking brass and weed
We are dank alumni, smoking high-quality marijuana


This smells like ass to me when you have to breathe
This marijuana has a strong and potent odor when you inhale


Cause every time I go to inhale, it's like?
Whenever I try to take a breath, it feels overwhelming


Pack that bowl, hit it homie, you passed out
Prepare the smoking bowl, take a hit, my friend, and you'll become unconscious


I′m doin dope fo sho, smokin trees, getting slow
I'm certainly enjoying marijuana, smoking cannabis, feeling relaxed


Everything turns to I don't know
Everything becomes unclear and uncertain


I don′t wanna quit, so I still roll
I don't want to stop smoking, so I continue to roll joints


Man, I still blowin my dough
I'm still spending money on marijuana


Let's go get high like was sup?
Let's go and get high, what do you say?


Only time I shut the fuck up
I only remain quiet when I'm high


Is every time the windows go up
I'm silent whenever the car windows are closed


So if you hotbox, hit it hard till it hurts
If you're hotboxing, smoke intensively until it becomes uncomfortable


So I can get to the other side like? Trying to convert
So I can reach a higher state of being, akin to attempting a conversion


This is dank alumni, we make fascia aroma therapy
This is dank alumni, we create fragrant aroma therapy


Smokin cultural taking out a teepee like a Cherokee
Smoking marijuana is a cultural practice that eliminates stress, akin to how a Cherokee person would utilize a teepee


A belished desire to smoke
An intensified longing to smoke


Clouds developing start taking shapes lookin like the holy ghost
The smoke clouds assume mystical shapes resembling the Holy Ghost


Don't you break the tag cough a drop ash in the interior, the hot box
Be cautious to not damage the seat and car interior by coughing or dropping ash, within the hotboxed car


I swear you'll be short in breath that'll make you inferior, that's top notch
I guarantee you'll struggle to breathe, feeling inferior due to the potent nature of the marijuana


Marijuana songs that beats the bounce of girls of hop scotch
These marijuana-themed songs have a rhythm that exceeds the energetic hopping of girls playing hop scotch


Rollin blunts the size of redwood trees, joints the size of sasquatch
Rolling massive blunts comparable in size to redwood trees, and joints as large as Sasquatch


Inhale steam to let's your eyes sink
Inhale the smoke deeply, allowing your eyes to become heavy and droop


Whirling spells casted to reveal reflect the thoughts that I think
Spin the smoke to uncover and display the thoughts that occupy my mind


Positive progress towards liberation
Advancing positively towards freedom and liberation


No org local laws dedication the process
Commitment to the process of changing local laws governing marijuana


Blaze your favorite band without the guilty conscious
Enjoy listening to your favorite band while smoking marijuana, free of any guilty feelings


I roll ounces of bang
I roll large quantities of potent marijuana


More changes stay the same
Despite changes, some things remain constant


I gotta hustle this game
I must work hard in this industry


You can catch me in my Chevy with my windows rollin up
You'll find me in my Chevrolet, rolling up the windows


Cause only you got perfect time to finish rollin a blunt
Because you have nothing pressing, you have the ideal opportunity to finish rolling a blunt


Still bumping gangsta rap
I still listen to and enjoy gangsta rap music


Still screaming fuckin cop like my car is on fire
I'm still expressing anger towards law enforcement, as if my car is ablaze


When I'm cruising down the block
When I'm casually driving through the neighborhood


It′s Smokey in the inside like the hot box anthem
The car interior is filled with smoke, just like the hotbox anthem


My weed gets your brain like your smoking Charles Manson
My marijuana strongly affects your mind, similar to smoking Charles Manson


The east they're smoking Phillies, the west we Rollin switches
On the East Coast, they smoke Phillies cigars, while on the West Coast, we prefer rolling joints with switch papers


Some people packing bong hits, some people joint twists′
Some individuals prefer using bongs, while others prefer rolling joints


But me smokes it all got a PHD, that's a pothead degree, wrap pot, best believe
But I smoke all forms, I have a PHD (pothead degree), skilled in rolling marijuana, you better believe it


I′ll smoke a couple of P's just modest of me
I'll consume a few pounds of marijuana, nothing excessive, just modest


When it comes to havin fire, I'm as hottest can be
When it comes to possessing high-quality marijuana, I'm as hot as can be


I′m smoking like a chief, notice me, I′m holding cheese
I'm smoking marijuana like a leader, take notice, I'm also in possession of money


Cause up in Humboldt County all are money growing trees
Because in Humboldt County, our marijuana cultivation is immensely profitable




Writer(s): Writer Unknown, Hudson Eric Garth, Kerri James Nnaemeka, Leiderman Joshua R, Elliott Chris Paul, Goering Rollin Loren

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@Tumor.Island

Man if only you knew how legendary this song is

@zorionburres1816

They still 2 of my favorite rappers yo and they still kill it. Wish they never split but that's life there both still doin their shit

@dozzga

Still goes hard even though I heard this beat 100 times, just still so ill...

@michaelcastronovo2821

I remember these guys use to throw their bluntwraps In the crowd.Was never heavy into their music but their live shows were on point, always brought their A game.Seemed like good dudes to.

@stonedcold369

This should have over million views I been watchin this since it came out this song is fire

@Nicholass.zaoroWoodard-pm5wd

These dudes fucking rule man ❤

@OVERDOSEhumboldt707

You guys stay killin it. i liked the back n forth style Ludacrhis and pharmisist did

@666kurtis

i cant beleave that someone could dislike this song your oviestly not a pothead if you dont like hotbox anthem

@jasiahcisco8710

I want me some new Potluck! Y'all have always been #1. I'd love to see y'all do a show in Tulsa.

@joepizzichemi4748

Dope beat💯👌🏻

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