Smoke

It's N8 But call me Spyro i spit flame All these goofy hoes simple man no wonder they get gamed And no wonder i get brain Awe shit no wonder they insane Lost it And I'm in her guts i got that bitch thinking that she carsick I be heartless Got the gas y'all be fartless I'm a dog your Bitch a park and I'm a dog so i be barking Imma ball like I'm Charles Barkley Kicking bitches out the crib like Cody Parkey But i never miss the goal Getting green like mistletoe Shorty taking dick have that hoe screaming like mystikal That pussy in danger Hit then I'm a stranger I Make her tap out like I'm Kurt angle Wood getting pearled never tangled You niggas chicken bojangles We only fuck with the sticky Roll the wood not my last rendition Smoking more than a bad transmission I love the drugs and i love to smoke I love the drugs and i love to smoke I see colors in the weed some yellow and some red Like the cup but that's just for the ash And I'm feeling defeated but that's just from the gas Three point five wood it's beating after this hit imma pass Pon the left hand side That's how i was taught Me and the homie outside First time i was tossed Hit the blunt a lotta time hell yeah i was coughing Now when i die i wanna put some kill in my coffin Eyes resembling a black girl lips cuz they glossy And i only puff puff pass to my posse My woods blacker than coffee I laugh you can't stop me You mad cuz yo bitch she want the seed call me poppy She been speaking about me I just spit more heat when you doubt me like heaters of houses Where they don't pay the bills till it's too late Damn it's 5 more woods I'm already too faded I just rolled up two more but them bitches is two faces It's N8 with a 8 and I'm as high as the moon and space is And i love to smoke I love the drugs And i love to smoke I love the drugs And i love to smoke