Tolerance Break

Plugs hit me up but i ain't callin them
Shawty got me drinkin til i'm falling down
Love bud took a break for my tolerance
Got a eight wanna wait but it's hollerin
Loud rollin, smokin knowin that i'll get the crowd going
Show fye when i'm high smoke gas
Still fly when i'm dry don't pass that gas

Call it a tolerance break
Used to get lit in the whip on lunch breaks
Now i'm on the road studio blunts faced
Huncho saying it don't hit the same huh tre
Not wrong fat blunt in the ash tray
No feels last one this my last day
On the real fat month then i'll gas a
Fat rillo pass one and match a
Backwood backstage, right up in my element
But get the picture i don't need to light up for development
Sound still developing
Sound still is eloquent
Pounds filled with ounces
Broken down they sellin it
Some that smoke and need it they chief and don't know they fienin
Blue dream in a blunt but they fiend a blunt when they dreamin
It's seemin, they only in they in the circle when it's g's in
For me it's never needin, my ganja for a reason

Plugs hit me up but i ain't callin them
Shawty got me drinkin til i'm falling down
Love bud took a break for my tolerance
Got a eight wanna wait but it's hollerin
Loud rollin, smokin knowin that i'll get the crowd going
Show fye when i'm high smoke gas
Still fly when i'm dry don't pass that gas

Stop to get high again
Hippies hit these spliffys i can't get high with them
Second hand smoke in the hotbox i ride with em
AC off in the car but i'm by the vent
They the fam my slime no leviathan
Huncho say can't wait til you get high again
Bruh me neither so we just gon try to plan
A lil meet up with reefer that's vitamin
C hotbox til no one can see
E mails do not send em to me
Please, hit up JP leave me CC'd
You book ameer he BCC'd

Took two weeks off had to repeat
That gas it be rollin in
3.5 in a back and im smokin it
Im too high had to pass couldn't smoke the shit
In da clouds now my feelings
I feel I lost em
Perc 10 to da tongue
Now i'm feelin nauseous
On a adderall too
Nah im feelin cautious
Yeah
You can do what you do but cant do me
This thc the gang bitch we too geeked
Me and tre in the booth like a 2 seat
Have our way stand on necks with like 2 feet

Plugs hit me up but i ain't callin them
Shawty got me drinkin til i'm falling down
Love bud took a break for my tolerance
Got a eight wanna wait but it's hollerin
Loud rollin, smokin knowin that i'll get the crowd going
Show fye when i'm high smoke gas
Still fly when i'm dry don't pass that gas



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Writer(s): William Collins Iii
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