Love Smoke
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I did some dirt, I'm not gonna lie
You on my nerves, You just wanna Fight yeah
We should just go in reverse, And go back in time
Like You are the worst get off of my line
All of this ice on my wrist, It's gone gliss It's gone shine
All of these hoes that be choosing gone fuck on the dime
I know some niggas be stealing and serving the time, yeah
You wanna talk about feelings and sip on some wine
You never wanna come chill and smoke on the blunt
I'm trying to pop all these pills it's been bout a month
I don't wanna feel It, Won't feel, go dumb go stupid go numb
I don't wanna feel, won't feel, I sip I pour I'm drunk
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
I'm trying to splurge let's go hit the mall
Just park on the curb we just trying to Ball
Gotta Ashley and Tiffy, Sabrina, Melena, And Jacquelyn with me
They all trying to get It, no I'm not a doctor, I put It in kidneys
I'm trying to flex so Mo, Like Rudy Huxtable
They trying to press the boy, Come try your luck so more
You always say that you love me, you don't even know me
Remember the first time I seen you, you was on my Brodie
I rather count It and stack It and live my life lonely
I'm more in love with the guap, No don't need no homies
I'm trying to fuck up a check, Let's Go Hit, jabronies
She wanna come give me some neck, But what about the homie?
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I did some dirt, I'm not gonna lie
You on my nerves, You just wanna Fight yeah
We should just go in reverse, And go back in time
Like You are the worst get off of my line
All of this ice on my wrist, It's gone gliss It's gone shine
All of these hoes that be choosing gone fuck on the dime
I know some niggas be stealing and serving the time, yeah
You wanna talk about feelings and sip on some wine
You never wanna come chill and smoke on the blunt
I'm trying to pop all these pills it's been bout a month
I don't wanna feel It, Won't feel, go dumb go stupid go numb
I don't wanna feel, won't feel, I sip I pour I'm drunk
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
I'm trying to splurge let's go hit the mall
Just park on the curb we just trying to Ball
Gotta Ashley and Tiffy, Sabrina, Melena, And Jacquelyn with me
They all trying to get It, no I'm not a doctor, I put It in kidneys
I'm trying to flex so Mo, Like Rudy Huxtable
They trying to press the boy, Come try your luck so more
You always say that you love me, you don't even know me
Remember the first time I seen you, you was on my Brodie
I rather count It and stack It and live my life lonely
I'm more in love with the guap, No don't need no homies
I'm trying to fuck up a check, Let's Go Hit, jabronies
She wanna come give me some neck, But what about the homie?
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
Gotta Four By The Liter
Gotta Four By The Liter Yeah Yeah
Gotta 8th Of The Gas
Cause You That I'm fending Yeah Yeah
Cause you know I love smoke
And You know I love drink Yeah Yeah
Cause You All That I Want
But this all that I need Yeah Yeah
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Writer(s): Julian Johnson
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