Smoked out, Loced Out (feat. Eddy Baker) [Part II]

Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless

Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless (Uzi be, Uzi be)

Uzi be rolling the blunt up with the motherfucking stanky sess
Put that pistol to my chest—
Bud smoke is like a killer
I'm gone up off that ganja, like fuck your drama
Indo blunts all on my fingers
I got that Nina, North Korea if I see you
Chief the reefer, jeepers creepers
I'm the reaper up off that sack

I got that pack, that indo blow, the china snow

Ain't got no hope, pass me a rope, and slit my throat
Bitch, I'm the devil, welcome to Hades
Maybe I'm crazy? Always blazing
Always sipping, codeine addicted

Come meet the Millers, ain't got no filter, the shapeshifter, it's—

Bud smoke is like a killer
Bud smoke is like a killer
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless (Uh, uh)

Fucking Oddy got a lil' fucking Versace
Rolling the dope, and I'm blowing the smoke
Yeah, it got me feeling kind of disembodied
This bitch is actin' sloppy
No, this shit don't fuckin' shock me anymore

Poured the hoe, and four for the low
Told her I wanted to get blown, so she sucked my dick
But I was talking 'bout the blunt I had already lit, stupid ass bitch

Getting blown while I'm getting blown, I can't complain
Eyes redder than the cherry in my fuckin' name

Smoked Out, Loced Out
Choked out in the grow house 'till my brain is stained
Burnin' Buddha flesh
What's left of the sess gets left for the next sesh

Smokin' to my death, no breath in my chest
Just leftover smoke seeping out of my vest
Fuck the government, come and catch me, the blunt is lit
Fuck jail, bitch, shoot me now, bitch
I want to be surrounded by clouds and the fiery flames to lighten the pounds, bitch

Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless

I stay smoking heavy green
I stay with that sack on me
These hoes steady jockin me
Dirty money
Keep a lot on me
Bitch, I didn't win no lottery
But niggas know I keep a lot of tree
Professional with the pottery

Got bad hipster hoes rolling up for me
Swear they can't get enough of me
Watching Netflix while we smoke a G
That's how the pimps do still got hoes on D
Hitting my bong, I pull on her thong

Stay with the grass just like a front yard
Tipping the lean, I mix it with bars
Yellow Xanax, that look just like Bart
Kush in my wood
It smell like some fart
Shoutout my hood
It's close to my heart
Fucking with me I'll rip out your heart
Creep in the dark
G from the start
Smoking in public just watch for the cops
They know I got grams all up in my sock
They all on my cock
Headed to the top
Won't ever stop, bitch

Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless
Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest
Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless