Bong Rips
Wake up in the morning smoke a joint and eat some pancakes
I know I'm my daddy's son the way I change the landscape
Still feel like the best and I don't even got a fan base
Said they want some smoke
So ima blow it in they damn face
Wasn't working 9 to 5
Was working 5 to 1
Sweating working grinding with the hot fucking son
Is what yo mom is doing she ain't stopping till she done
Y'all Watch me do this shit for real and y'all can do this shit for fun
Y'all ain't really going through it you just fronting for the gram
You ain't really gonna shoot it you just stunting for the cam
I'm a wolf amongst sheep
This the silence of the lambs
I done went up shits creek
With no paddle just my hands
Marble Machiatto can't forget the mocha drizzle
Write my lyrics with a chisel
Rhymes so hot that they can sizzle
And I'm strictly smoking gas
Won't catch me fucking with no Thizzle
End up on the magic school bus and be fucking on Ms. Frizzle
Most of y'all be faking man just go ahead and tell the truth
I'm letting it all out
While I'm smoking out the booth
I'm swinging for the moon man I'm feeling like I'm Ruth
I got her in my room hitting high notes like Charlie Puth
And I'm back in the booth
Which means I'm back to slaying beats
She asked me if I could bring the meat to her like Uber eats
Having dreams of riding in a blue whip with Goober seats
Having visions of kissing and hugging milfs at cougar meets
They always gonna hate man that's never gon change
Whether I'm riding with their girl in a Nissan or in a Range
Look I'm never looking strange her guts can get rearranged
And she said she had a man but numbers what we exchanged
Stole so many girls that's why it's hard for me to trust (Come here)
Ex girl used to me ask why I always want to bust (You look good)
And to think I used to call it love and not lust
Man I'm out here chasing bread I ain't fucking with no crust
I'm laughing cause I'm high but my smoke is no joke
If you take a good toke then your guaranteed to choke
Tryna live life like wolf of Wall Street without the coke
Get balls my licked on a boat Margot Robbie give me throat (I love you Margot)
Thinking about what I should drop when I come back in the game
Got to be careful how I move cause everybody chasing fame (I see you)
And I know we both human but we definitely not the same (Fuck no)
Can't even call y'all competition man you all get put to shame (Facts)
Anybody can be the man with a gun up in they hand (Put that shit down)
Soon as shit hits the fan they gon go and take the stand
Pointing them fingers and moving hands and now they breaking up the band
(Damn)
So watch when you shake they hand and listen to what they say
Look em in their eyes and you gon figure out they next play
Me
I've been out looking for my next pay
Tryna stay out the way moving without delay (You need people like me)
I'm not a gangster or a killer bro just let me say that
All about my respect and skrilla though so where the pay at
Seen them talking tough with Twitter polls but where is they at
(Where they at)
Where the fuck is y'all at
Pussy talking behind my back well you don't like me then just say that (Just say it)
I'm up at 5 am while you motherfuckers lay back (I'm up early)
Don't owe nobody nothing so when you get something that's the fucking payback
Always had something to say since way back
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(They got me coughing and spitting bitch)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(Damn, and you know this shits hitting)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(I was born to be great, it was written)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(I just hop in the booth and then I get to spitting)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
Gato said can't spit no shit unless it's written
A lot been going on but damn this weed is hitting
Put my pain in a song my loved ones I ain't forgetting
I've been in the rain real long yeah I got to keep on getting it
Oh yeah, I got to keep on getting it
Yo girl all in the bed it ain't no way that I'm gon shit in it
I'm not gon shit in it
I ain't shitting the bed
(The fuck you thought)
Bitch giving me head
We be chasing this bread
(Yeah we need that)
We ain't popping no meds
Popping no meds
But we chasing them feds
Yeah we chasing them feds
I know I'm my daddy's son the way I change the landscape
Still feel like the best and I don't even got a fan base
Said they want some smoke
So ima blow it in they damn face
Wasn't working 9 to 5
Was working 5 to 1
Sweating working grinding with the hot fucking son
Is what yo mom is doing she ain't stopping till she done
Y'all Watch me do this shit for real and y'all can do this shit for fun
Y'all ain't really going through it you just fronting for the gram
You ain't really gonna shoot it you just stunting for the cam
I'm a wolf amongst sheep
This the silence of the lambs
I done went up shits creek
With no paddle just my hands
Marble Machiatto can't forget the mocha drizzle
Write my lyrics with a chisel
Rhymes so hot that they can sizzle
And I'm strictly smoking gas
Won't catch me fucking with no Thizzle
End up on the magic school bus and be fucking on Ms. Frizzle
Most of y'all be faking man just go ahead and tell the truth
I'm letting it all out
While I'm smoking out the booth
I'm swinging for the moon man I'm feeling like I'm Ruth
I got her in my room hitting high notes like Charlie Puth
And I'm back in the booth
Which means I'm back to slaying beats
She asked me if I could bring the meat to her like Uber eats
Having dreams of riding in a blue whip with Goober seats
Having visions of kissing and hugging milfs at cougar meets
They always gonna hate man that's never gon change
Whether I'm riding with their girl in a Nissan or in a Range
Look I'm never looking strange her guts can get rearranged
And she said she had a man but numbers what we exchanged
Stole so many girls that's why it's hard for me to trust (Come here)
Ex girl used to me ask why I always want to bust (You look good)
And to think I used to call it love and not lust
Man I'm out here chasing bread I ain't fucking with no crust
I'm laughing cause I'm high but my smoke is no joke
If you take a good toke then your guaranteed to choke
Tryna live life like wolf of Wall Street without the coke
Get balls my licked on a boat Margot Robbie give me throat (I love you Margot)
Thinking about what I should drop when I come back in the game
Got to be careful how I move cause everybody chasing fame (I see you)
And I know we both human but we definitely not the same (Fuck no)
Can't even call y'all competition man you all get put to shame (Facts)
Anybody can be the man with a gun up in they hand (Put that shit down)
Soon as shit hits the fan they gon go and take the stand
Pointing them fingers and moving hands and now they breaking up the band
(Damn)
So watch when you shake they hand and listen to what they say
Look em in their eyes and you gon figure out they next play
Me
I've been out looking for my next pay
Tryna stay out the way moving without delay (You need people like me)
I'm not a gangster or a killer bro just let me say that
All about my respect and skrilla though so where the pay at
Seen them talking tough with Twitter polls but where is they at
(Where they at)
Where the fuck is y'all at
Pussy talking behind my back well you don't like me then just say that (Just say it)
I'm up at 5 am while you motherfuckers lay back (I'm up early)
Don't owe nobody nothing so when you get something that's the fucking payback
Always had something to say since way back
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(They got me coughing and spitting bitch)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(Damn, and you know this shits hitting)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(I was born to be great, it was written)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
(I just hop in the booth and then I get to spitting)
Bong Rips
Got me coughing and spitting
Gato said can't spit no shit unless it's written
A lot been going on but damn this weed is hitting
Put my pain in a song my loved ones I ain't forgetting
I've been in the rain real long yeah I got to keep on getting it
Oh yeah, I got to keep on getting it
Yo girl all in the bed it ain't no way that I'm gon shit in it
I'm not gon shit in it
I ain't shitting the bed
(The fuck you thought)
Bitch giving me head
We be chasing this bread
(Yeah we need that)
We ain't popping no meds
Popping no meds
But we chasing them feds
Yeah we chasing them feds
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Writer(s): Jonathan Nelms
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