Weed Smoke (feat. Wave Cvrter)

We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here
We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here

Smoking on my seventh raw cone
I'm blown
High like a drone
Pos-E & Wave climbing modern Cheech & Chong
I yoga stretch that bag that's why my money long
You supposed to get that bag but you doin it wrong
That bitch was yours
Now she gone
She with me
Blowing strong
She already know I'm only smoking raw
All in her mouth stroking jaw
It's money to be made just got the call
If you a boss you gotta take the fall
If you a boss you provide for all
Morals of a boss
This should be the law
Niggas always forget how to stand tall
I can show you my bread stacked up like a wall
Getting packs off in that hall
These packs cost
So I ball Nigga

We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here
We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here

Yo bitch here she smoking
Got so high we floating
Keep them bitches rolling
Yo main bitch I'm ghosting
Keep that shit so playa
Smooth like himalaya
Smoking different flavors
Police couldn't tame us
The judge said I'm dangerous
Auntie think I'm famous
Ridin' in different cars bitch
Think twice before you start shit
Niggas really drop shit
Check the news we pop shit
Poppin' all at opp shit
Bring some bitches swing through
You know me I need two
Got my cup po'd up a two
Usually I po a four but half these bitches ion know
And I'll be damned who a bitch know
I'll be damned if they kick my door
I'll let it blam before a nigga go
Just understand that I'm here to smoke
Got my money now I'm bout to go
Then I grab a bitch then I hit the door
Free Bino Stackz damn baby shake that ass

We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here
We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here

Smoking hella packs
Moving hella P's
Making hella racks
You can't get like me
Smoking hella packs
Moving hella P's
Making hella racks
Ya bitch all on me
Smoking hella packs
Moving hella P's
Making hella racks
You can't get like me
Smoking hella packs
Moving hella P's
Making hella racks
Ya bitch all on me
We flood the block
Non stop
Smoking crop
Getting chopped
Making knots
Wit my hot
Cloud Climbing
To the top
Makin knots
Wit my hot
Cloud Climbing
To the top

We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here
We pull up & all the bitches stare
Put that weed smoke in the air
Diamonds shining on my wrist & ears
That's why ya bitch want to smoke over here



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Bruton
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