Bubba Kush

Bubba Kush Aka: “The sleepy time bear from your childhood dreams but now he’s stoned, wearing fuzzy socks, and holding a nacho.” Let me paint you a picture: You come home from a long day. Your feet hurt. The world is dumb. Your phone is being passive-aggressive. What do you need? A friend? Therapy? Physical therapy? A nap? Wrong. You need Bubba. Freaking. Kush. This isn’t a strain. This is a coma in a hoodie. Bubba Kush hits like a gentle wrecking ball of love. The kind that knocks you onto the couch and whispers, “Shhh, you’re done now. Let the tension dissolve. Let’s be horizontal.” The smell? Rich. Deep. Like someone buried a coffee bean inside a chocolate bar, wrapped it in a pinecone, and then let a bear hug it for 40 days. Earthy AF. There’s also a spicy diesel note that says, “Hey. Just so you know. This isn’t your mom’s sleepy weed. This is full-body nap mode.” The taste? You inhale and suddenly you’re tasting roasted coffee, dark cocoa, a splash of diesel, and probably your past mistakes evaporating. It’s warm. Toasty. Like a brownie that went to prison and came out super chill. The high? Immediate body drop. Your skeleton just took PTO. Your brain is on Do Not Disturb. You’re no longer standing. You’re melting, and it feels divine. It starts behind the eyes. Suddenly those eyes don’t want to see things anymore. They want to close. They want to rest. Next thing you know, you’re fully locked into what scientists call “couch dimension.” A place where gravity is stronger, snacks taste better, and your worries are legally not allowed in. Mentally? Bubba says, “Don’t think. That’s exhausting. Just vibe.” And you listen, because now your entire nervous system is chill jazz and slow blinks. Good luck doing anything productive. Texting? Too much. Walking? Optional. Thoughts? Fuzzy and kind. You’re high, sure — but also safe. Bubba’s got you. Bubba’s been here before. Bubba pays taxes early and still naps 14 hours a day. In short? Bubba Kush is what you smoke when you’ve given up on society and committed to becoming a sleepy goblin with a blanket cape. It’s for those “I’m done being a person today” moments. It’s for bathtub thoughts and mid-movie naps and hugging a pillow like it’s your emotional support walrus. Final Verdict: Bubba Kush doesn’t just hit — it tucks you in, rubs your back, and tells you that everything is gonna be okay. It’s a nap in a nug. A blackout in slow motion. The reason Uber Eats exists.

love this strain but blegh, I got some shatter it tastes terrible. Could be the person who was doing the extraction messed something up. Smoking indica's are normally a waste of my time, I do them so much it's hard to find one that works. Bubba Kush always works. same with Tahoe OG & fn incredible. I love how this strain also melts away my depression. Not in the way that I'm so baked I'm falling asleep and can't care, but that my mood is improved. When I dab with this during the morning or daytime, I want to destroy a buffet. That's a big help to people who have appetite problems like me.

This bubba has black leaves and has a harsh light colored yellow dust coating the outside, very small popcorn kernal sized buds. However this dispensary I went to tests everything got it from SWOP. It's tested at the highest I have ever seen it at here 26.61% THC 0.31 CBD and 2.73% of CBN. CBN is what I use this strain the most, I have sleeping problems along with pain, ANTS, cachexia, male PMS, mood disorders, schizophrenia, and ADHD. It takes a lot of medicine to sedate me so, I can have free energy and be happy. The smell is very sage but has fresh and citrus tones underneath, wood is what I taste with this super smooth and extremely thick vape.I recommend this for the same problems along with spinal chord injury its a great relaxer for sure!