Smoke Smoke
I can tell that you mad and you jealous
When you smell this gas, you inhale it
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then I'm loco
I won't go nowhere before smoke
I don't know when I won't smoke no more
Smoke smoke, ima need a boatload
If the green look funny that's no joke
Did Vinnii roll the blunt? Man I hope so
Now I'm on the hunt for a Philly with the smoke smoke
All I really want is a Russian Cream backwoods
Can't roll bush, I could only ever pack good
And if they ever hating on our smoke, it's cause it's gas
They ain't never smoke a blunt of this, only wackwoods
I cant live without the smoke
I shouldn't laugh, it's not a joke
Fuck it ima roll another one to let my mind cope
That's how I go, that's how I roll
Ain't no other rapper gettin faded for the symphony
I made it for the overture, I need some water instantly
I fathered every local weed rapper, I'm the god bud
Cool strains runnin through my hot blood
Look at him pack the bowl up
Ain't no fruit flavor on my lips, I'm lickin the roll up
Told my wifey hold up
Patience is a virtue, man that Philly got me woke woke
Young Flow and Vinnii on the track, call that smoke smoke
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then I'm loco
I won't go nowhere before smoke
I don't know when I won't smoke no more
Smoke smoke, ima need a boatload
If the green look funny that's no joke
Did Vinnii roll the blunt? Man I hope so
Now I'm on the hunt for a Philly with the smoke smoke
I can tell that you mad and you jealous
When you smell this gas, you inhale it
If the cops ask, I would never sell it
And my green potpourri, over me you can smell it
Ask for a hit, that's a no-no
Right in your face I blow smoke
I can't lie, I'm too baked for this song
Shorty baked me a cake, I might eat when I'm done
Flow be so divine, like I'm praying to the higher up
Smoke all in my eyes it's like I need to call a fire truck
Lately I been climbing and my plants are ambitious
All of my grams are delicious
Man if they come for my plants, I'm malicious
I rather have shatter 'cause I ain't superstitious
OJ in the bladder
Flow be zoning out like what's-a-matter?
I smoked all the snacks from the platter
Higher than a mountain
Higher than the water out the top of city fountains
Higher than my high ass is capable of countin
I mean countin on some great tree
Higher than the salary that still evades me
Higher than a bucket hat
Sittin on the head of Vinnii A, you know they fuck with that
Higher than the top of the trees no lie
I been counting Phillies like it's 3, 4, 5, like it's 3
I can't think straight
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then I'm loco
I won't go nowhere before smoke
I don't know when I won't smoke no more
Smoke smoke, ima need a boatload
If the green look funny that's no joke
Did Vinnii roll the blunt? Man I hope so
Now I'm on the hunt for a Philly with the smoke smoke
All I really want is a Russian Cream backwoods
Can't roll bush, I could only ever pack good
And if they ever hating on our smoke, it's cause it's gas
They ain't never smoke a blunt of this, only wackwoods
I cant live without the smoke
I shouldn't laugh, it's not a joke
Fuck it I'ma roll another one to let my mind cope
That's how I go, that's how I roll
When you smell this gas, you inhale it
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then I'm loco
I won't go nowhere before smoke
I don't know when I won't smoke no more
Smoke smoke, ima need a boatload
If the green look funny that's no joke
Did Vinnii roll the blunt? Man I hope so
Now I'm on the hunt for a Philly with the smoke smoke
All I really want is a Russian Cream backwoods
Can't roll bush, I could only ever pack good
And if they ever hating on our smoke, it's cause it's gas
They ain't never smoke a blunt of this, only wackwoods
I cant live without the smoke
I shouldn't laugh, it's not a joke
Fuck it ima roll another one to let my mind cope
That's how I go, that's how I roll
Ain't no other rapper gettin faded for the symphony
I made it for the overture, I need some water instantly
I fathered every local weed rapper, I'm the god bud
Cool strains runnin through my hot blood
Look at him pack the bowl up
Ain't no fruit flavor on my lips, I'm lickin the roll up
Told my wifey hold up
Patience is a virtue, man that Philly got me woke woke
Young Flow and Vinnii on the track, call that smoke smoke
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then I'm loco
I won't go nowhere before smoke
I don't know when I won't smoke no more
Smoke smoke, ima need a boatload
If the green look funny that's no joke
Did Vinnii roll the blunt? Man I hope so
Now I'm on the hunt for a Philly with the smoke smoke
I can tell that you mad and you jealous
When you smell this gas, you inhale it
If the cops ask, I would never sell it
And my green potpourri, over me you can smell it
Ask for a hit, that's a no-no
Right in your face I blow smoke
I can't lie, I'm too baked for this song
Shorty baked me a cake, I might eat when I'm done
Flow be so divine, like I'm praying to the higher up
Smoke all in my eyes it's like I need to call a fire truck
Lately I been climbing and my plants are ambitious
All of my grams are delicious
Man if they come for my plants, I'm malicious
I rather have shatter 'cause I ain't superstitious
OJ in the bladder
Flow be zoning out like what's-a-matter?
I smoked all the snacks from the platter
Higher than a mountain
Higher than the water out the top of city fountains
Higher than my high ass is capable of countin
I mean countin on some great tree
Higher than the salary that still evades me
Higher than a bucket hat
Sittin on the head of Vinnii A, you know they fuck with that
Higher than the top of the trees no lie
I been counting Phillies like it's 3, 4, 5, like it's 3
I can't think straight
I can't think straight
Without smoke smoke
If I ain't got my mind then I'm loco
I won't go nowhere before smoke
I don't know when I won't smoke no more
Smoke smoke, ima need a boatload
If the green look funny that's no joke
Did Vinnii roll the blunt? Man I hope so
Now I'm on the hunt for a Philly with the smoke smoke
All I really want is a Russian Cream backwoods
Can't roll bush, I could only ever pack good
And if they ever hating on our smoke, it's cause it's gas
They ain't never smoke a blunt of this, only wackwoods
I cant live without the smoke
I shouldn't laugh, it's not a joke
Fuck it I'ma roll another one to let my mind cope
That's how I go, that's how I roll
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Writer(s): Brody Weld
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