Lyrics:
some weed
We don't need champagne fuck the gin and juice
These niggaz know what Short Dog & Lil' Kim can do
Imagination is a understatement
Anything
I've been counting cheese for a minute now
Rolling up good weed for a minute now
Ducking enemies for a minute now
Ducking enemies I've been ducking
the morning roll some weed
(Get by)
Pinch myself
It’s feeling like a dream
(No way)
Damn i think I got everything
At least everything
That I could ever need
See
Promise if I die, I die a motherfucking GOAT
I grab that shit just by the horns and then I slit it by the throat
Need diamonds wet enough for boats and gin
under condition, let it
Escape by morning shots, rhymes
Have risen our right to blossom
Charge the harvest I plot, accounts
Be dysentery, none of them
Ill
Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down South (uh, uh)
So if you're
growin' all up in the ghetto
Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down
Now I'm a weed fiend jettin' to Palmetto
In Medina, yo, no doubt, the God got crazy clout
Pushin' the big joint from down South (uh, uh)
So if you're
it up louder
The tommy go lala if you jacking power
I'm lit with the smoke like I'm tilted on towers
I'm always gon tote like I'm paid by the hour
I
Up by the road a daffodil grows
And up in that tree is a lavender rose
Smell the orange blossoms, the lemon, and lime
And I'll show you heaven if
stealing killing or chillin whatever your choice
Smoke some weed smoke ya pipe fuck it
Life if how you live it
I grab the mic while tha DJ groove it
and gin
Same shit you was fuckin wit way back then
We keep it crackin' from the actin to the jackin
G'ed up see'ed up motherfucker blaze the weed up
We
run by your address for me
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
Ma'am where inside the house are you
(Oh my god)
Ma'am where inside the house are you
In my
such an easy life
paid to move around
cards and gin at night
smiling people who obey
cherry blossom afternoons
the only blonde in a crowd
fancy
could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
these nigga's know what Short Dawg and Lil' Kim can do
Here I am in the weeds, lost in the breeze
Finding the keys, something fresh for emcees
Diseased by the dread, often mislead
Break the tape that is red
And I've been inside my mind, right, right Tryna get my mind right
And I've been inside my mind, and I've been Inside the trap
Got them scarlords by
tears to sleep
So they water the weeds embracing the sunlight's clearity
Under the shadows of almond blossoms' integrity
cbove my tomb of pain's
waltzing
When it faded, heaven knows
Memory like glory goes
But I will hold that blossom by and by
My oh my my
Morning glory, shine a light on me
Sing me
trouble wit my brother and me
[Verse Four: Kaine]
Put the swishin' in, Put the weed in
D Roc get the gin, I'm gon bring the hen
We don't give a fuck, we
Jeah, another Tay da Tight hit
11/5's in the motherfuckin house (4x)
Well I started off a hustla indo smokin
Weed in my lungs so a nigga kept
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
someone in my house, there's someone in my house
[911 dispatch]
Can you please run by your address for me
[woman]
151 Shenedoah, Shenendoah
our iPhones
Gon' light that weed up
Nobody home and plus were growing
Young nigga with gin in this red cup
Turning up cause we don't give a fuck
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