Stinky Weed

This that stinky weed filling my cup up
Know what I mean still on that come up
Where are the keys to that drop top
I wanna be on my own
I'm low key getting that guap up
My location is unknown
Hella diesel on my clothing
What I smell like coming home

Zip lock bag I'm getting stoned
Been a long way now I'm coming back
Imma get a Buick and paint it black
Imma put a new car on my neck
I'm so cool if I melt I'm wet
Own this shit I don't pay the rent
Big ass weapon it'll leave a dent
Yeah you broke you don't make a cent
Running it back I'm thinking touchdown
Brand new Patek I'm thinking bust down
I got cash at an ATM uptown
I'm taking shawty out we going downtown
No weak members inside my compound
My weed green but my cigar dark brown

Stinky weed filling my cup up
Know what I mean still on that come up
Where are the keys to that drop top
I wanna be on my own
I'm low key getting that guap up
My location is unknown
Hella diesel on my clothing
What I smell like coming home

Yeah I'm with ET phone me home
Yeah I'm with ET somewhere on Mars
Stuffing this weed inside a cone
My first house had burglar bars
You got scared you call the cops
Down at the station they call you sarge
When I fuck leave on my watch
That way she knows who's in charge
Where are the keys to my drop top
I wanna be on my own
I'm a wizard of Oz on a yellow brick road
Stick to the rules I follow the code
Chasing G's imma follow the gold
Chasing G's imma follow the cash

Stinky weed filling my cup up
Know what I mean still on that come up
Where are the keys to that drop top
I wanna be on my own
I'm low key getting that guap up
My location is unknown
Hella diesel on my clothing
What I smell like coming home



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Claypool
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