Lyrics:
country online gang
Shoutout to the greens, I'm talkin all ya veggies and cash and more
Bust out on the scene, surrounded by never ending open doors
I'll
nothing for 'em for the rest of my life, I'd mean nothing to him
I call this cheap smoke if you want static it could cost you a price
It ain't a lot if you
SmokeMan (let’s get high) prod by D Stackz
Chorus: I wanna fly...
I smoke the bud I can’t deny...
Roll up a dub and let’s get hi...
The purple got
on my wrist
Another 50 for the chain
I'm just playin I ain't never been out to see Johnny dang
What a shame, dark watch
But I won't cop unless it's plain
Can't trust a bitch, so right now I'd rather be alone
I was riding around getting my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
Riding around getting my dick
Watch out! If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the boomin' system
I must be gettin'
could troll your ass instead?
You missed out on a blessing, I made you the king of my world
I thought you'd be by my side like you and I saving
Never ever ever will smoke that rock
Beyotch, I don't quit
I'm too short baby, got the shit
To rap on the mike, turn you out
Too short baby without
brain until their ability
To think was amputated
By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat
Horny an' strung out
An' her right to be kept queen
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
symphony
They say, "An eye for an eye" (Smoke)
You die by the sword
Nah, you can't look for no sympathy
I get high so I can ease the pain
But still I could
flexing my paper
Praying that I don't get hit by a hater (Fa-Fa-Fa)
Ask can we go out i say maybe later
Close that back door 'cuz these niggas some traders
high-five
Everybody looking for the smoke when we drive by
Trippin over nothing on the come up so can I vibe
Staring at the game so long its an eye sore
later", you hate him now but he saved her
And you can pass out your judgement of whether you'd do the same
Would the shame of it pull you down who am I
There's a dragon in the flames
Don't step out
You'll get burned by the rain
It's a lonely corridor
Like the walls in a second hand store
There's
friends
Don't trust nobody, ahhh ahh
I'd rather stay inside by myself, then coincide with everybody else
Don't got no more room for friends
Don't trust
and my bitch, me and my bitch
By any means do anything to keep us rich
She hops on the plane for the return trips
In and out, back and forth just to stack
the point in trying to convince others of it
If I were stranded on an island
I'd ignore their random acts of kindness
I'd vibe out in the peace and quiet
out what been through
Promise i'd rather do something, get money that's all I do
I'm a spaceman like spiff
Boy finna roll that spliff
Pour few lines for
Fuckin' up your friends we can do it all night [night]
Keep that talk and I'll hang you by a fucking bite bitch
Claim to be a shooter but you'd rather catch
out till the end
A rider rides until he dies if he does nothing else
He'll struggle in silence by your side
And never ask for help
I am facing
fast
I’m at the party popping molly and a xan went past
I smoke bag a couple dabs I stay up like that
I watched a couple motherfuckers went out damn like
eyes
The engine is the music and my nine's by my side
'Cause you know Y-A-U-C-H
I'm taking all MC's out in the place
Taking life as it comes, no fool
Me and my niggas smoke weed at an incredible dosage, have niggas slumped like we Got Shocked by 1000 watts voltage
The liquor don't make you hulk
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