MILKMAN
(Mmm) (Ahh)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Na na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na na)
Toking on that bomb shit
Smoke and I start coughing
I'm addicted and I'm gon' quit
This shit'll put me in a coffin
Shit is tricky, please take caution
It get slippery, when I'm saucing
Might be milky, do this often
Sticky fingers, I'm a marksmen
Numbing the pain
When I'm feeling insane
I know I'm the one to blame
It just keeps me entertained
Straight to the brain
In love with Mary Jane
And I ain't got no shame
She just keep me maintained
No cause for complaints
I been running this race
My lungs caught a case
Smoking blunts to the face
We just wanna get faded
Forget what my name is
Twelve they gon' raid us
And leave no escaping
Let's just smoke in the whip
Roll up get lit
Put some gold on my wrist
Cause they know I'm the kid
Watch me stroll through the six
Got one hand on my dick
I been loading off sticks
Need some roadhead and spliffs
Blowing o's, rolling fatties o' dope
Slow mo', don't get caught in my scope
No hope, know I'm at the end the rope
How I cope, hot boxing the load
(Woo)
Toking on that bomb shit
Smoke and I start coughing
I'm addicted and I'm gon' quit
This shit'll put me in a coffin
Shit is tricky, please take caution
It get slippery, when I'm saucing
Might be milky, do this often (Uh uh)
Sticky fingers, I'm a marksmen
Yeah, yeah, you want the smoke
Yeah, yeah, let's have a vote
Yeah, yeah, who do and don't yeah
Cause you a joke, haha
You got some jokes, haha
And they gon' laugh at you
Cause they supposed to, uh yeah
Like an old dude
Puffing on that old school
Smoking like I'm supposed to
Don't let them control you
I'm smoking while I'm driving it's a plane (It's a plane)
Put too much in my brain I go insane (Go insane)
I just smoke until I'm numb it's Novocain
I tend to do just what I what with no complaints
You can't be real with all that chatting think again
I just can't fit all that picture in my frame
I used to smoke a blunt a day to ease the pain
Now I smoke two, one get me high, one keep me tame
Swerving off a blunt but I stay up in my lane
I'm just having fun, you make me want to turn the page
You can't even persuade
Toking on that bomb shit
Smoke and I start coughing
I'm addicted and I'm gon' quit
This shit'll put me in a coffin
Shit is tricky, please take caution
It get slippery, when I'm saucing
Might be milky, do this often (Uh uh)
Sticky fingers, I'm a marksmen
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Na na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na na na na)
Toking on that bomb shit
Smoke and I start coughing
I'm addicted and I'm gon' quit
This shit'll put me in a coffin
Shit is tricky, please take caution
It get slippery, when I'm saucing
Might be milky, do this often
Sticky fingers, I'm a marksmen
Numbing the pain
When I'm feeling insane
I know I'm the one to blame
It just keeps me entertained
Straight to the brain
In love with Mary Jane
And I ain't got no shame
She just keep me maintained
No cause for complaints
I been running this race
My lungs caught a case
Smoking blunts to the face
We just wanna get faded
Forget what my name is
Twelve they gon' raid us
And leave no escaping
Let's just smoke in the whip
Roll up get lit
Put some gold on my wrist
Cause they know I'm the kid
Watch me stroll through the six
Got one hand on my dick
I been loading off sticks
Need some roadhead and spliffs
Blowing o's, rolling fatties o' dope
Slow mo', don't get caught in my scope
No hope, know I'm at the end the rope
How I cope, hot boxing the load
(Woo)
Toking on that bomb shit
Smoke and I start coughing
I'm addicted and I'm gon' quit
This shit'll put me in a coffin
Shit is tricky, please take caution
It get slippery, when I'm saucing
Might be milky, do this often (Uh uh)
Sticky fingers, I'm a marksmen
Yeah, yeah, you want the smoke
Yeah, yeah, let's have a vote
Yeah, yeah, who do and don't yeah
Cause you a joke, haha
You got some jokes, haha
And they gon' laugh at you
Cause they supposed to, uh yeah
Like an old dude
Puffing on that old school
Smoking like I'm supposed to
Don't let them control you
I'm smoking while I'm driving it's a plane (It's a plane)
Put too much in my brain I go insane (Go insane)
I just smoke until I'm numb it's Novocain
I tend to do just what I what with no complaints
You can't be real with all that chatting think again
I just can't fit all that picture in my frame
I used to smoke a blunt a day to ease the pain
Now I smoke two, one get me high, one keep me tame
Swerving off a blunt but I stay up in my lane
I'm just having fun, you make me want to turn the page
You can't even persuade
Toking on that bomb shit
Smoke and I start coughing
I'm addicted and I'm gon' quit
This shit'll put me in a coffin
Shit is tricky, please take caution
It get slippery, when I'm saucing
Might be milky, do this often (Uh uh)
Sticky fingers, I'm a marksmen
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Philip De Coning
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.