2Sleep
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
Spiff
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
And you know I still ain't to be fucked wit
6s on
Closet fulla kicks
Yeah it's a kick a thon
What you on spiff
Shit Runnin up a million
I been grindin since will smith was master will I am
Different year
But I switch the flow
Like I'm switching gears
Papi got the 40 it kick back like it's bitches here
Brand new street sweepers
Brought the brooms like it's witches here
Never sober Spiffy bubblin over like it's baking soda
Ay ay ay ay ay
I be DALESIDE ridin
Even dolo like a Gee
On the west
I feel like joffee
Bitch I stand on my two feet
Slow it down roll a pound I might smoke myself to sleep
Slow it down roll a pound
I might smoke myself to sleep
Slow it down roll a pound
I might smoke myself to sleep
On the west I feel like Joffee
Bitch I stand on my two feet
Slow it down roll a pound
I might smoke myself to sleep
Big spiff smokin on a blunt of jet lag
The flows a humble brag
And I'm just stepping in the Birkin bag
You lookin hurt you mad
The walk up game is Herschel fast
First thing you typin tough
Next thing you know you at the hearses back
Bring It back
Roll a pound I might smoke myself to sleep
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
Spiff
(I might smoke myself to sleep)
And you know I still ain't to be fucked wit
6s on
Closet fulla kicks
Yeah it's a kick a thon
What you on spiff
Shit Runnin up a million
I been grindin since will smith was master will I am
Different year
But I switch the flow
Like I'm switching gears
Papi got the 40 it kick back like it's bitches here
Brand new street sweepers
Brought the brooms like it's witches here
Never sober Spiffy bubblin over like it's baking soda
Ay ay ay ay ay
I be DALESIDE ridin
Even dolo like a Gee
On the west
I feel like joffee
Bitch I stand on my two feet
Slow it down roll a pound I might smoke myself to sleep
Slow it down roll a pound
I might smoke myself to sleep
Slow it down roll a pound
I might smoke myself to sleep
On the west I feel like Joffee
Bitch I stand on my two feet
Slow it down roll a pound
I might smoke myself to sleep
Big spiff smokin on a blunt of jet lag
The flows a humble brag
And I'm just stepping in the Birkin bag
You lookin hurt you mad
The walk up game is Herschel fast
First thing you typin tough
Next thing you know you at the hearses back
Bring It back
Roll a pound I might smoke myself to sleep
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Writer(s): Cory Illidge-styles
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