SMOKE (feat. Jwoods1945)
Mmmhm
Mmmhm
Ye, oh
Woah, oh
Woah, oh
Woah, oh
Yeah, yeah
T-23 heave heavy metal make 'em float Lead Zeppelin
Zipper, rip em' take them higher than the clouds we smoke in heaven
I got doubts I hold for leverage
There's some mountains they for breakfast
I ain't countin' do you see the mess you made
Best scrub the pledge in
I be fly like Aladdin
You niggas is sadder than half of these niggas
You really be livin' it backwards
You really don't get it, I swear I be livin
I swear I be livin' it backwards
Swear I be livin' it backwards
Open you up like a cabinet
Sending goons to your address
I really be actin', deliver the backwoods
Bringing the action in package
Slap cross the belly, trapped in the corner you backing
Crass boy scream till I'm hoarse
I'm towing the wagon
Swag on, swag on, swag on, swag on
Smoke, cuz we can smoke, cuz we can smoke, cuz we can smoke
If you need smoke, we can bring smoke, if you need it
If you need smoke, we can bring smoke, if you need it
Smoke J's, smoke spliff
Smoke ops, smoke bish
Smoke salmon on a ship
Smoke zips, smoke fifths
Smoke this, I don't know what it is
Got me feelin' high as fuck
I don't know what it is
I don't know what it is, what is it, what is it, what it is
What it is, what it do, I don't know what it is
I don't know, man, I don't know, I don't know
This one's dedicated to my grandmother
She got smoked at the end, burned to ash
Mmmhm
Ye, oh
Woah, oh
Woah, oh
Woah, oh
Yeah, yeah
T-23 heave heavy metal make 'em float Lead Zeppelin
Zipper, rip em' take them higher than the clouds we smoke in heaven
I got doubts I hold for leverage
There's some mountains they for breakfast
I ain't countin' do you see the mess you made
Best scrub the pledge in
I be fly like Aladdin
You niggas is sadder than half of these niggas
You really be livin' it backwards
You really don't get it, I swear I be livin
I swear I be livin' it backwards
Swear I be livin' it backwards
Open you up like a cabinet
Sending goons to your address
I really be actin', deliver the backwoods
Bringing the action in package
Slap cross the belly, trapped in the corner you backing
Crass boy scream till I'm hoarse
I'm towing the wagon
Swag on, swag on, swag on, swag on
Smoke, cuz we can smoke, cuz we can smoke, cuz we can smoke
If you need smoke, we can bring smoke, if you need it
If you need smoke, we can bring smoke, if you need it
Smoke J's, smoke spliff
Smoke ops, smoke bish
Smoke salmon on a ship
Smoke zips, smoke fifths
Smoke this, I don't know what it is
Got me feelin' high as fuck
I don't know what it is
I don't know what it is, what is it, what is it, what it is
What it is, what it do, I don't know what it is
I don't know, man, I don't know, I don't know
This one's dedicated to my grandmother
She got smoked at the end, burned to ash
Credits
Writer(s): William Kaftan
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