Smooks

Roll Pass Hit
Let me
Smoke That Shit
If you don't let me hit it quick I'll rip you biche
Just
Roll Pass Hit
Let me Smoke that shit
If you don't let me hit quick I'll swap you biche

Damn I love to smoke any type of shit
Hash Weed Nicotine Bitch
Are my favorite dishes
I love to kick it back
On the track better lay back
You should stop popping the Benzos roll yo back n switch the light

Two double o three on my new Suisse made watch
Eyes on the Tissot brothers killing the track
I get up stand you know that Baker is the man
I grab the mike and kick it like Axel Rocky that's the plan cause

Yes I'll shoot my shot but I am not afraid to miss it
Nike stop to cop it all our Muslim brothers out there dying
All you ignorant bastards
You think your all masters
But like a Corleon
I come n chope you with a saber biche

Roll Pass Hit
Let me
Smoke That Shit
If you don't let me hit it quick I'll rip you biche
Just Roll Pass Hit
Let me Smoke that shit
If you don't let me hit quick I'll swap you biche

The sadness the feelings
It's worthless no shaming
It's alway's the same feed
Stay low now craving
We get on the road till fly around
No jokes in our sight
Better look around better wear a crown in front of the clowns never pop around
Never pop around
And no I never ever popped my pill in front of a motherfuckin ass cop
Will I hit my liquor when it's fuckin hot
And there's no fuckin punks gotta respect to you all
You know the name we fill the cup's
Until you fucking
Start trippin in smokes

Roll Pass Hit
Let me
Smoke That Shit
If you don't let me hit it quick I'll rip you biche
Just
Roll Pass Hit
Let me Smoke that shit
If you don't let me hit quick I'll swap you biche



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Writer(s): Max Panik
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