Lyrics:
Big Bad Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick
Two hands on this twelve like midnight
Man pop smoke we don't know about fist fights
I'm in the weed, that's business as usual
With Chinese workers
together
Try, don't let him take your love from me
You're not good, can't you see brother Louie, Louie, Louie
I'm in love set you free
Oh, she's only
a chip
People in they prime don't know about this
Niggas serving time everyday from a glitch
People in your town don't know about this
Niggas lose they
auditions don't sing
I'm a boss not a priest dont confess me your sins
Let me pull up one time in the hood
I never break back in the mountain in the hood
Cop it by the pound, smoke it down, by the eighth
I've been smoking every day, don't give a fuck 'bout what you say (nah)
Cop it from the dispo,
Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled (word)
Get your ass up, and let's get ill
That's right, y'all, we more than rough, we callin'
It's a smoke sesh, so let's get to smokin
Playing music, rolling loud, crack a couple Ronas
Grab the forties and the md 2020's
And we'll post up
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames
(And why's that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend
Don't stress that cause it's not in your
a centipede
Liberties lending me rope to hang
To focus on things let the cent impede
Keep me occupied with moving up
That I don't realize I aint moving forward
Big Bad Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party harder like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a-tick
the hemp is on floor
Let's go yeah let's go
Smoke that shit till your head get swollen
Don't nobody move till all the hemp is on floor
Let's go
Smoke a bong
Smoke out your team by my damn self
I'm on a whole nother galaxy
You can take this and get high with me
Smoke in the air make it hard to see
THC in me
nervous, but I just, uh, I --
Dr. stewart: all right, and you were referred to me by anyone...?
Gary phelps: to be honest with you, I saw your name in
the feeling when you're feeling insane
You're feeling enraged by everything inside
Of your brain
I mean it
So when you're down just get up
Don't let them see
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
it's finna go up (Jesus)
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one (Lord)
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
and my newphew's picture
They say don't let this cruel world get ya, kinda suspicious
Swearin' one day you might leave me, for somebody that's richer
Memphis pushin that drill
Tearin clubs up in South Memphis and Smokey that slip
Say your prayers when I lay that iron clean on yo chest
Dont play no
Yo, ayo by blood is hazey, smokey gaze
Glazed in ways, dilates cook-up my hybrid
I've witnessed every act of violence
Silence is isolated; I'm in
loses sheen well it's always looked this dull to me
So while your sky is falling I'm here sitting in the clouds
And all your tallest mountains are looking
world, let's get in tune
Look at my lean, addicted to it
While he off the leaf, embalming fluid
Shopping spree, I overdo it, yeah
Stick talk stick talk
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