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Still smokin' bud, still smokin' weed King Edward, Philly Blunt, Swisha, keep groovin', Tampa Sweet, good ol' Optimo, easy water, joker My lips get black and my fingertips burn and my eyes half way open Cough Cough and I'm chokin' But bitch I'm Still Smokin! I wanna be puffin' this like I ain't be worryin' bout nothin' If you go get the cigar Nigga I'll do the stuffin' I roll 'em swoll like broken arms But I sure hate when they come around this bitch I don't know talkin' bout What ya'll smokin' on cause Niggas like that we call 'em Hoovers They try to get cool with ya To smoke your weed up Is what they do you Puff puff, puff puff puff, Godammit Nigga you ain't chip in on shit in here Bitch what's happenin' But if you did then it's good and it's goin' down Get rid of them nickels and them dimes Bitch we blowin' pounds Tenth through 11th to the 12th ward bound But P said one of my niggas I heard somebody say One Time But I paid it no mind and I kept rollin' But that was the Po-Pos I gotta get rid of this fat ass Optimo that I'm holdin' Accelerate and I made that left on line center I hit that bitch one more time Then I threw it out the window Young niggas in a big white truck You know whats up They're lookin' to catch you fuckin' up It just so happened that I was hot They looked in the back on the floor In the silver can and they found the pot I can't believe that I got popped It took me 2 hours and 1500 dollars To get unlocked Straight from jail to the weed spot Shit I took that as a minor setback Hell no I ain't stop And I'm... Still smokin' bud Still smokin' weed

Oh, oh Lord have mercy Oh yeah Oh lord, hey, hey When the sun goes down Me and my baby got a smokin' session (smokin' session) And then I'll take her On a night out of town (oh, yeah) We'll have a good time tonight (oh baby, listen) Thought I was lonely 'Til I met you baby (true, true, true) Thought i was just a man Who'd never find love (true, true, true) All I really wanted Was to be loved by someone Now that you're here I just can't wait no longer (hey, hey) When the sun goes down Me and my baby got a smokin' session (smokin' session) And then I'll take her On a night out of town (oh, yeah) We'll have a good time tonight (oh baby, listen) Baby understand me I need you right now (true, true, true) I've been going through Some hardships and trials (true, true, true) Oh, I need this kinda Love you givin' me (oooh) No one else can make me Feel this free When the sun goes down Me and my baby got a smokin' session (smokin' session) And then I'll take her On a night out of town (oh, yeah) We'll have a good time tonight (oh baby, listen) Rap When the sun goes down Me and my baby got a smokin' session (smokin' session) And then I'll take her On a night out of town (oh, yeah) We'll have a good time tonight (oh baby, listen)

Everyday I do it thrice a week, I've been accruin' And to me that is the move of finding something that is soothin' My mind it goes, it races, close my eyes, I'm seeing faces See myself gettin' famous, in my dreams I hear y'all play this I suppose I'm thinking too much Introvert that's too much By myself, chopped up the Dutch Sleep it off, such and such That's year-round 365, most of the time up in the hive I'm feelin' wavy off of medication I previously have been prescribed To that behavior I don't subsribe This is how some describe "The things you do are ill-advised" Hearing that and I'm not surprised I'm a bold one, don't always translate Your thoughts, they'll try and invade Happiness ain't my choice Hope you're choosing me as your voice I smoke my problems away I do it every single day Rip the bong, or roll a J Don't help you in the long game Growing cold, I'm gettin' numb All the green is where I'm from From the bay, no more problems today I wake up, no sense of purpose What's the point if I ain't further this? Roll out of bed just to roll up Goin' forward, the holdup Silence in a room full of people I've been stayin' alert for the weasel Head is on a swivel, tryna keep it civil Here I'm in the middle, fightin' for the little Only got one life to live, I ain't got a life to give Sneaky thoughts, they're elusive Crazy vivid, that's stupid No way the social suited and no way the youngins booted But I'm ready, one of many How to understand, it's just a man He's from New Hampshire All the answers, moral manners, higher standards Choose the stress, I don't digress I do declare, I don't share Emotions in a bottle Only slowed down by a pothole 17, am I a fossil? Troubled kid or just a lost soul? I smoke my problems away I do it every single day Rip the bong, or roll a J Don't help you in the long game Growing cold, I'm gettin' numb All the green is where I'm from From the bay, no more problems today I smoke my problems away I do it every single day Rip the bong, or roll a J Don't help you in the long game Growing cold, I'm gettin' numb All the green is where I'm from From the bay, no more problems today

Saggin' out the malls, we do the most, oh Had a ratchet in my coat, got a girl doin' coke We drink up and we smoke, but she always do the most It kinda turns me on the way she lickin' on my stones My chains on antifreeze, it look like I made a clone Wanna see you get more sassy, if it bring out better emotions She called me her God, the way I floated in her ocean When I poured it, I gave her a dose, said she was already hooked If you always there for me, that's a rеally good look I'm changin' up your salary 'cause I'm gettin' to know you Tell mе your availability, I want all of you If it's like that, then it's like that, got you lightin' up like lightning I stack it up, get feisty, can't sabotage it or ice it You gon' tell the world they flawed, thankful for when you nosy You're a good girl but you're naughty, don't you never miss out on Pilates I let you stunt and flex in Bugattis, they don't got me, she with a body Me and cheap girls stay cheap, we do numbers, stay fly If it's gettin' to you, then we fast forward, yeah Stayin' low like a stash house, yeah Bando to bando, traphouse, yeah Made it with nothin', learned to swag out, yeah Can't be defeated, I got mad sauce, yeah Why would I front like it ain't my fault? Drink up and we smoke, but she always do the most It kinda turns me on the way she lickin' on my stones My chains on antifreeze, it look like I made a clone Wanna see you get more sassy, if it bring out better emotions She called me her God, the way I floated in her ocean She called me Messiah, the way I floated in her ocean Yelled, "Jesus Christ," but I wasn't causin' commotion Hit it so right, had her soakin' in the ocean, yeah Hit it all night, we was drinkin' and smokin' (yeah) Drinkin' and smokin' I done went from GG to BB to LV I done fucked with Kiki and Lili and Nini I text her "So proud of you" when I got my B from CC It is no way that you can know Or see the things we see (yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah) She said that she can tell every time that I lie through my teeth Plus I know you had somebody else right here in my sheets Oh, you think you know my body? Pull up in that Coupe, don't want no shawty I put rubies on my Rollie, now their eyes bleed I don't own no ice cream truck, just know my ice freeze Man, I read her text, she said, "Girl, I creamed" Man, I know she duckin' off with her side me Who you know gon' hit it raw, baby, besides me? We drink up and we smoke, but she always do the most It kinda turn me on the way she lickin' on my stones My chains on antifreeze, it look like I made a clone Wanna see you get more sassy, if it bring out better emotions She called me her God, the way I floated in her ocean She called me Messiah, the way I floated in her ocean Yelled, "Jesus Christ," but I wasn't causin' commotion Hit it so right, had her soakin' in the ocean, yeah I done fucked with Kiki and Lili and Nini Drinkin' and smokin'

(2 da gods, 2 da earth) (Pass Dat Shit Man) Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Well does ya creep move potan I got a bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on We by coastin' Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I got a bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on Zoom from outer space he comes Blunt in his mouth wit his hand on his gun Bitchs flappin they guns Though he be clappin' an shootin' guys Actor all movie star rapper revolution Nas What is his race, nation, or creed Is he Arabic, Black, Latin, Asian they read Magazines say I walked on water Talked to da heavens Spit at judges Stepped on peasants But in reality I just entered ya galaxy September 73 up in these wild streets Fuckin' des wild freaks A hero my hoes An momasteek got me tarin' my close Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Well does ya creep move potain' I gotta bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come one We by coastin' Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I got a bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on My niggas smoke wit one lung If he cough he might die pass em des tree's The liquor bottles almost empty We about to collide wit da emeny Only way you die is if it's ment to be Your fuckin' wit a general No discussion it's da principle We bustin' it's da end of you Now we knockin' on ya momma door Like we came to fix da sink My kinda war Death angel's commin for you Sprit horse runnin' from ya body like young guns 1 and 2 Paramits fightin' for you Who's gonna win da hands of time or da hands of medicine Don't cry witness ya fate Dis is ya wait Walk by ya casket spin in ya face Into da fall dog The light is ya god An when ya gone all ya niggas gonna light it wit nas Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Now does your creep move potan' I gotta bunch of bullets an a bag on guns I'll pass em to my niggas come one We by coastin' Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I got a bunch of bullits an a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on Pardon but I got a question of life now Look at the nigga next to ya right now Is he real, fake or scared Do it like dis niggas right hands in da air Ball it into a fist an put it over your heart Now lets say it all together let the sermony start I shall stay real, true, stay holdin' figga's Neva put a bitch ova my nigga's I shall never cooperate wit da law Never snake me i'll always hold ya down in war If dey take one of mine I'll take one of there's I never break da oath to da death I sware I sware Dats how we plegalegance to da ilance Of under worlds, killas, n thugs Though the signs of a nigga are yet to be found So light up some green n pass it around Now tell me what yall smokin' What kinda heat yall holdin' Well does ya creep move potan I gotta bunch of bullits n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my nigga's come on We by coastin Keepin' our pockets bulgin' We got da plan in motion I gotta bunch of bullets n a bag of guns I'll pass em to my niggas come on Wanna get high come smoke wit me Smoke wit me light it up Wanna get high come smoke wit me Smoke wit me light it up Wanna get high come somke wit me Smoke wit me light it up Wanna get high come smoke wit me Smoke wit me light it up

Well, I don't know where I'm goin' And I don't even care But from tomorrow mornin' You won't find me anywhere I'll be gone, long gone You'll be callin' me back girl But I'll be makin' tracks Baby, I'm gone Baby, I'm leaving on the next thing smokin' This time, I'm gone and I ain't jokin' Western, Delta, Continental Amtrak, Greyhound, Avis Rental Well, I don't care where I'm bound Just as long as I'm leaving town, I'll be gone If you think your eyes deceive you And you don't believe your ears While I'm making like Houdini You can watch me disappear I'll be gone, long gone Well, I'll go anywhere Just as long as you're not there Baby, I'm gone Baby, I'm leaving on the next thing smokin' This time, I'm gone and I ain't jokin' Western, Delta, Continental Amtrak, Greyhound, Avis Rental I don't care where I'm bound Just as long as I'm leaving town, baby, I'm gone Well, I don't care where I'm bound Just as long as I'm leaving town, I'll be gone I'll be gone, long gone I'll be gone, long gone Well, I'll be gone, long gone Well, I'll be gone, long gone

Closed eyes open wide Do you get the message I'm tryna send to you I'm not one to waste time So baby let our mindset vibes blend into I don't wanna talk I just wanna lay in silence in your arms I don't wanna play it safe, no I just wanna break every rule like criminals Savage individuals So let's give into our temptations Every minute with you Let's exceed our expectations Every moment with you I need passion like fire (fire) fire (fire) Leave it smokin', leave it smokin' I need passion like fire (fire) fire (fire) Leave it smokin', leave it smokin' Maybe we need a shot we can chase with lime Whatever it takes to unwind I wanna make you leave to come back soon Take everything off, put my body on you Let's give into our temptations Every minute with you Let's exceed our expectations Every moment with you I need passion like fire (fire) fire (fire) Leave it smokin', leave it smokin' I need passion like fire (fire) fire (fire) Leave it smokin', leave it smokin' I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out I want you out of my comfort zone I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out I want you out of your comfort zone I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out Leave it smokin' I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out Smoking, you on the way, you on the way I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out I want you out of my comfort zone I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out I want you out of your comfort zone I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out Leave it smokin' I'm on the way out, I'm on the way out Leave it smokin', you on the way, you on the way I need passion like fire (fire) fire (fire) Leave it smokin', leave it smokin' I need passion like fire (fire) fire (fire) Leave it smokin', leave it smokin'

I think I'm past the point of calling you a... bad habit Ain't trying to get no sympathy oh... sounds tragic But it's hard for me to hide your side effects from showing You strike a match, and I'll burn the lamps, just ambers glowing I know the first step is just to admit it But what if I don't want to quit it? I just keep- Chain smokin' your love like a pack of Lucky Strikes like Binge drinking old fashions cherry in the ice Push a button, watch the needle droppin in the grooves I can't stop... Chain chain smokin' you Chain, chain, chain, chain, chain smokin' you Chain, chain, chain, chain, chain smokin' you I got a couple hit or miss tricks that I use for distraction But as soon I slow down then I start flashbacking To the night before when I was Buzzin' harder than that store front neon Yeah, if your kiss gets me this high, why wouldn't I just keep on? Chain smokin' your love like a pack of Lucky Strikes like Binge drinking old fashions cherry in the ice Push a button, watch the needle droppin in the grooves I can't stop... Chain chain smokin' you Need a little rush from your touch Little late night, pick me up Well, you make me come unwound Why I can't put you down? Chain, chain, chain, chain, chain smokin' you Chain, chain, chain, chain, chain smokin' you I know the first step is just to admit it But what if I don't want to quit it? I just keep- Chain smokin' your love like a pack of Lucky Strikes like Binge drinking old fashions cherry in the ice Push a button, watch the needle droppin' in the grooves I can't stop... Chain chain smokin' you Chain, chain, chain, chain, chain smokin' you Chain, chain, chain, chain, chain smokin' you (Ohh) Chain Smokin' you No, no, no, no Oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-oh, oh

I'm a cigarello fiend smokin weed like it's oxygen Roll a lot skunk, need some blunts, get two boxes in Goin to pull my stash, out rollin out this half ounce Puff pass, nigga I puff grass till I pass out I'm a cigarello fiend smokin weed like it's oxygen Roll a lot skunk, need some blunts, get two boxes in Goin to pull my stash, out rollin out this half ounce Puff pass, nigga I puff grass till I pass out Half ounce what I got to smoke up in some days Yeah I choke up and get blazed Eyes closed up and get glazed I'll blow some in your face But you ain't hitting nothin If I'm in here I gotta smoke somethin nigga Crack a swishy if I'm rollin up that good And we roll it by the O, yeah I know you wish you could Ain't nothin funny gettin money like I should Anywhere I go niggas know I smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good Niggas know about what young Khalifa into Love to smoke out, a lot of reefer in him Get you skunked out, you know I'm street official When boys gotta problem, you should keep your issue I'm from Pistolvania, where them heaters hit you Out in California, where the weed official And you could tell that I'm a boss Don't really gotta tell you that I'm smokin good, you smell it through the wall Crack a swishy if I'm rollin up that good And we roll it by the O, yeah I know you wish you could Ain't nothin funny gettin money like I should Anywhere I go niggas know I smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good I'm smokin good

Let you get high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint, believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though Cut those cameras on cause my camos on And my niggas back and we riding 'round town With a big ol' bag of weed, Taylor Gang, we ain't in yo faculty Me and Snoop Dogg done created a masterpiece Smoke all day and I'm making this cash And we 'bout it 'bout it like Master P Go hard, stacking cheese, roll a joint, pass the trees TGOD, he's the OG, real G shit what it has to be My real niggas gon' pop tags for me Fake niggas won't get bags from me Say you just wanna shake hands with me? Same fuck niggas used to laugh at me Now I'm riding 'round town in a car that you can't even pronounce And you can't go fast as me Smoking marijuana and she know that I'm a player So she wanna come up here and spend that cash with me That pimp shit come naturally That fuck shit is wack to me My kush grown organically My ballin is actually Bet you high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint, believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on Let me turn you on and turn you out To make you feel like you really wanna feel For real, sho will, nigga I got that kill You know what I got: Captain Crunch, soda pop Light green kush cut from a bush Mix it together, get it together Hypo grow with the hydro flow Smoking on some shit called I don't know This is that shit that was caught From my niggas on the block with a .44 Glock - oh no! Cuttin it up, button it up Homie don't speak at all You might 'scape, you might be most likely like shark bait I might hate, nigga you smoking that lightweight Wrong class, featherweight, levitate Set it straight: let me break it down for you Flip it, zip it, let it fly If it's good, it's gonna get you high Drop it, stop it, that ain't the one We don't even smoke that shit for fun! Bet you high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint, believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on Yeah nigga, I'm rolling up that high-grade Chillin on the porch, smoking like it's Friday Every day of the week to Juicy J's a high day Niggas think I'm Chinese cause my eyes straight I pour up a 6 into a 20 ounce Smoked a half ounce of kush, felt like 20 ounces Fucked around and popped a molly now I'm high as fuck Every chick I'm seeing Juicy screamin out: 'let's fuck!" I done popped a pill and hit the lean behind it Where my mind? Somebody help me find it Got a black and white bitch, they my mixed bitch They keep my double cup full, OG in my Swisher Bet you high but I ain't smoking with the rest though Cause if it's in my joint, believe that it's the best smoke I'm talking OG kush from the West Coast Watch how you hit it, just one bit will burn your chest, though You might get smoke but you ain't smoking what we smoking on

How you're doin' out there? You ever seem to have one of those days Where it just seems like everybody's gettin' on your case From your teacher all the way down to your best girlfriend Well, you know, I used to have 'em just about all the time But I found a way to get out of it Let me tell you about it Sitting in the classroom, thinking it's a drag Listening to the teacher rap, just ain't my bag The noon bells ring, you know that's my cue I'm gonna meet the boys on floor number two Smokin' in the boy's room Smokin' in the boy's room Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school A checkin' out the halls makin' sure the coast is clear Lookin' in the stalls, no, there ain't nobody here Oh, my buddy Fang, and me and Paul To get caught would surely be the death of us all Smokin' in the boy's room, yeah Smokin' in the boy's room Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school All right Oh, put me to work in the school book store Check out counter and I got bored Teacher was lookin' for me all around Two hours later, you know where I was found Smokin' in the boy's room, yes indeed I was smokin' in the boy's room Now, teacher, don't you fill me up with your rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school One more Smokin' in the boy's room, oh Smokin' in the boy's room Now, teacher, I am fully aware of the rules But everybody knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school

Ah, motherfuckers better lay low (yah) Got that smoke that you can't roll, got a cold flow That you can't cope with, I know that On the low, you only came here to take notes (yah) They never know what it takes tho (yah) Only notice the payroll (yah), still fresh like I'm day old (yah) My pengame is so dope, if I may say so Ain't no ghost that I paid for Murder rappers, slaughter beats I'm a beast on the mic, so pardon me A part of me, is villainous and hard to see On a lonely run, this is my odyssee I'm a little bitty gritty and honestly If I listen to your shit I'd prolly fall asleep Your bars are weak, your songs are cheap, no quality I'm starvin' for art, on your loss I feast Back on my Bullshit Ain't backin' down Promised I'd prove it Keepin' my vows Aimin' to shoot this Try catchin' these round This is my full clip Smokin' you out Ah, take what is mine, if you hate it, it's fine Celebrate it with rhymes, will I make it in time Dedicate, sacrifice, elevate and decline (yeah) Patiently wait, but I stay on my grind (yeah) Yeah I'm takin' my time, preparation will find A way to outshine all the weight on my mind 'Til the day will arrive, where my name will arise There ain't no escape, say your prayers, goodbye (yeah) Flyin' Dutchman, on a loose Jump out of character, no parachute Weed out the weak, my strains absolute Like Bruce, my Will is, remain resolute No recognition, I self recruit All by myself, there ain't no excuse I'm devoted to, my life in the booth On my innermission, tryna find my truth Back on my Bullshit Ain't backin' down Promised I'd prove it Keepin' my vows Aimin' to shoot this Try catchin' these round This is my full clip Smokin' you out Back on my Bullshit Ain't backin' down Promised I'd prove it Keepin' my vows Aimin' to shoot this Try catchin' these round This is my full clip Smokin' you out Back on my Bullshit Ain't backin' down Promised I'd prove it Keepin' my vows Aimin' to shoot this Try catchin' these round This is my full clip Smokin' you out

It was one of those times what a real good time felt like a long time ago It was one of those fires that burned all night and made your blue jeans smell like smoke Hanging with friends, going again start upbringing, smokin' and drinkin' It was one of those girls and one of those guys who didn't know quite what to do We were going along with what was going on saying I think I love you And I think about us now every time that I go out, smokin' and drinkin' Smokin' and drinkin' on the weekend like we did back in the day Smokin' and drinkin' got cha thinkin about the one that got away So here's to all those nights all we felt was life smokin' and drinkin' We be lighting up saying this town sucks so we painted on the bridge We were young enough to not know enough that those were the days that we were going to miss But damn we know it now cause that's all we talk about smokin' and drinkin' Smokin' and drinkin' on the weekend like we did back in the day Smokin' and drinkin' got cha thinkin about the one that got away So here's to all those nights all we felt was life, smokin' and drinkin' Smokin' and drinkin' on the weekend like we did back in the day Smokin' and drinkin' got cha thinkin about the one that got away So here's to all those nights all we felt was life, smokin' and drinkin' Smokin' and drinkin' on the weekend like we did back in the day Smokin' and drinkin' got cha thinkin about the one that got away So here's to all those nights all we felt was life, smokin' and drinkin' Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Smokin' and drinkin' Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Woah Smokin' and drinkin'

Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' (Yeah, uh, yeah) I left my love in San Francisco with ten pounds of indo I put her on the road with the work Told her, "Hold that first, we gon' cash out, get more" Down from the jump, hand on the pump, she my shot gun rider If a nigga want funk, throw him in the trunk, burn him up, pass my lighter Smokin' on killa, straight casualty Me and weed like Mickey and Mallory A pimp nigga, rich nigga, yeah, I gotta be A broke bitch fuck with my allergies (phoow!) Damn, Fred, God bless you These niggas and these hoes can't stress you A sack full of good, rollin' the wood, ain't no pressure I got money on my mind, dope heads on my line Police tryin' to get me, but they miss me every time 'Bout to smoke and ride, pourin' up a pint Police tryin' to get me, but they miss me every time (while we) Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' With Gangsta Gibbs, and we cruising down these ghetto streets (you know it) He checkin' out his trials, seeing how they be (you know it) His cup full of pink, mine's full of brown (you know it) And you know that's us coming down the block when you hear that sound, aw yeah Right now, I'm smoking with Gibbs, but girl, I'm thinking 'bout you Finna smoke some more with Problem, too And when we done smokin', I'm tryna get to you, baby, baby, baby (But now, I'm) Smokin' and ridin' (smokin') Smokin' and ridin' (ridin') Smokin' and ridin' (when I see you girl, you know we gon' be) Smokin' and ridin' (smokin') Smokin' and ridin' (while you) Smokin' and ridin' (ride me) (What? What?) Yeah, half a zip of that Cali-flower every time I write rhymes In first class, new Rollie on, that's how I define high times (what?) Long way from them drive-bys, them ratchet hoes, and them drug dealers Bougie party, need a fifty plus, I'm bring ratchet hoes and all drug dealers R-N-S, I love niggas, almost more than I love weed Body shots, I seen Blood bleed, went to turn to hood, they say "Blood leave" That's how they showed me they love me, I think whenever I smash off Drop some bread in my cash vault, then hit the block and drop a half off (fuck it) Smoke with me, roll it all. Money stacks gettin' Kobe tall My young rider hit his first lick, we celebrate even though he wrong Tree and drank keep, keep me calm, stay focused on what I need to do I'm the one, there's no need for two, I breathe the block, 'cause it bleed the truth (Problem!) Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin' Smokin' and ridin'

Small world we're livin' in, rock sittin stone. One life I've been livin in, come on lets go. I wanna get high, I wanna get low, Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you. I wanna get high, I wanna get low, Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you. Lord knows I'm not a fool, I'm just crazy for you. I can feel it in the way things go, Lord what I'd do. I wanna get high, I wanna get low, Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you. I wanna get high, I wanna get low, Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you Smoking Smoking love Smoking Smoking love (Collie Buddz) Yea you know! Well everyting is alright girl, well you know, When I'ma smoke it wit chu. And spend a little time inside, Roll it up, girl you know what to do. I wanna get high, over the moon, on the left side, pass it over to you. All The Love Everyting is alright girl, well you know, When I'ma smoke it wit chu. Give me that good high grade, That Bob Marley strain, When make you feel no pain, you know. The smoke'a fill me brain, The sensi high octaine, You know me love the change you know. Lets sip some good champagne and puff some good champagne, I hope you feel the same you know And girl dont play no games You know what I'm talking about! I wanna get high, baby lets go, Come on, I wanna smoke a big spliff with you. I wanna get high, baby lets go, Come on, I wanna smoke a big spliff with you. Cuz you're my... Smoking Smoking love Smoking Smoking love I wanna be alone with you, And get all stoned. I wanna go home with you and live alone I wanna get high, I wanna get low, Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you. I wanna get high, I wanna get low, Come on, I wanna smoke a little spliff with you. Smoking love...