Smoke one

Can please hold on the blunt still goin strong
Geek street where I be but it feel like home xtendo playing football that bitch 4th and long
I swear we not on the watch I'm in another time zone
Smoking weed just feel right I wouldn't do it if it felt wrong
And it keep me outta reach you can't even hit my phone
And you know I'm staying high because that's where I belong

Smoke up toke up
High when I woke up
I married Jane and we never broke up
Weed got me froze but I won't never choke up
Born in missouri so I'm finna show up
Atomic bomb they don't want me to blow up
Stayed down now it's time go up
I'm maxx Deff so that boy shoulda spoke up
Paper towel Im just letting it soak up
I got more game than the mlb
Weed too loud what that boy gon tell me
Kodak free backwood fulla with Z
Sometime I mix the za with the OG
High as tree it's you know it's Op
Curt cobain flow I go Od
So that mean we good
Do you understood
ButbI don't understand the weed in this wood
I'm smoking on frosties
it's kinda costly
like snoop you my style is doggy
I'm on them leafs got me feeling froggy
Cereal milk it be leaving me soggy
You know I'm gon like you never saw me
High af yeah that's what they call me
I'm facing this blunt why the hell is you asking
Lamar jackson ain doing no passing
Keep My own weed I don't do no crabbin
Cold like minnesota I feel ashtan
I keep the tree around me like a cabin
Hit the blunt man I thought I was dabbin
S/o to Wheezy yeah wus hannin foo
Good weed got me up the hill like Dru
Mdmg man s/o to the crew
Gon and roll you one up man you what to do



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Writer(s): Blake Clay
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