I SMOKE THE MOST (M359)

I'm on a thousand pills, bitch ask me how it feels, bitch
Really fuckin awesome, bitch, Powers fuckin' Austin, bitch
I got my mojo back you can't hold it back I been tokin
On a potent sack up on a totem pole I'm holdin racks

All the cash, I'm the man, rollin Backwoods I'm really
Good at that, all this fuckin' buddha bruh I shoulda brought a
Moving van, stupid fast, prolly catch a DUI
Last time I was this high when I was driving I was like, Who's your daddy?!

Doobies on fatty, dudes wanna catch me, but they can't even drive like me
96 Passat, lick my cock, taste my ivories
Scien-T-ifi-cally Brian B be in the streets
Writing on the tightest beats but she ain't even listening

Bitch you get a backhand, I'll be robbin' you like Batman, bitch I'm on
On a tool, that's Xanax, sippin' gin and I sing like Panax, act a
Fool when I'm on that shit cause I got that shit and I'm on that shit right now
And I cool with a crew in the 60606 cause I'm sittin in the loop right now you bitch

I smoke the most and you don't
I said I smoke the most and you don't
Girl I said I smoke the most and you don't
No no no, I said I smoke the most and you don't
No, no, no, you don't smoke

Listen, I said that I smoke. I said it. And I meant it
I meant it, it was the truth. Don't disrespect it

Bitch I smoke the most weed, if you don't know that it's me then you're a
Dummy I been on this shit since 2003. Bitch I'm the
Muddiest P-drinker, my funding is G, fingers is
Green from the touch of the bud and the money, succinctly I

Sum it up: Vomit up the cash if you want it. I'm not
Fuckin up, you just fuckin' mad you ain't on it. I'm a
Fan of the chronic, I been smokin up the Backwoods
Actin like a faggot even though I live in that hood

That's good, I'm a fuckin' bastard in the afternoon
Pass a tune my way I'll throw Canada like Saskatoon
Mastadon, I'm the fuckin' metal of the rap game
Settle for the lesser, I'm the sugar, you're the aspartame

You spotted me, "aspartame," my logic's fuckin' pottery and
I just won the lottery, your bank account is potty seat
Sorry, please accept this sincere apology
Maury P-ovich Show bitchin' it's hard to be around you

I smoke the most and you don't
I said I smoke the most and you don't
I said I smoke the most and you don't
Girl, I said I smoke the most and you don't, no no no
No, no, no, no, you don't smoke

These girls they be claimin' that they smoke
But they really don't smoke
When it come to the truth they don't toke
I brought a girl home
And when I busted out the bowl she started crying. I said why?
She said I was straight lyin' bout the weed that I said that I smoke, all the trees
I was in disbelief... it was a mirage. She doesn't smoke on the chron



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