ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Bad Azz Kush. Even the name hits like a backhand. This isn’t your average backyard bud—this is the kind of strain that walks into a room and everyone shuts up. Heavy Indica lineage, straight outta the OG Kush family tree, with a twist of Afghan and Urkel in its blood. Yeah, Urkel. That purple funk that smells like crushed grapes and gasoline. It’s got that deep, earthy musk that sticks to your clothes and your soul.
Growing it? Not for the faint-hearted. Or the impatient. These seeds don’t just sprout and smile—they demand attention. Moisture’s gotta be right. Light cycles? Dialed in. You slack off, it’ll show. But if you treat her right? Damn. Dense, sticky buds that look like they’ve been rolled in sugar and punched with purple bruises. You’ll open the grow tent and just stand there, grinning like an idiot. It’s that kind of plant.
Now, the high. Oh boy. This isn’t a “let’s clean the house” strain. This is a “cancel your plans, order greasy food, and melt into the couch” strain. Heavy body buzz, like gravity just doubled. Your limbs go warm and dumb, and your brain—well, it doesn’t go off, it just… wanders. Like a dog off-leash in a field. You might start thinking about your third-grade teacher or the smell of rain on concrete. Weird stuff. Beautiful, though.
Medical users swear by it. Pain? Gone. Anxiety? Eased. Sleep? Like a baby in a blackout. But recreational heads love it too—especially the ones who like their weed to feel like a weighted blanket and a jazz record. It’s not a party strain. Unless your party is three people, a lava lamp, and a pizza that never gets finished.
And the smell—Jesus. It’s loud. You crack a jar of cured Bad Azz and the whole room knows. Sweet, earthy, with this weird spicy undertone that makes you want to sniff it again just to figure it out. It lingers. In your car, your hoodie, your dreams. Don’t even try to be discreet. This strain announces itself like a drunk uncle at a wedding.
I’ve grown it once. Maybe twice. First time was a disaster—overwatered, under-loved, ended up with popcorn buds and a bruised ego. Second time? Nailed it. Took notes, stayed patient, talked to the plants like a lunatic. Harvested in late October. Sticky scissors, aching back, whole house smelled like a forest fire in a candy store. Worth every second.
So yeah. Bad Azz Kush. It’s not hype—it’s heritage. If you’re looking for something mellow, forget it. This is for the ones who like their weed with teeth. Grit. Attitude. And a little bit of that old-school, West Coast swagger that doesn’t care what you think.
Grow it if you dare. Smoke it if you can handle it. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.