Don't You Hate It When...

Stop talking with my blunt in yo hand nigga
I really don't think you understand nigga
Right now I'm not yo muhfuckin friend nigga
I look around like don't you hate it when niggas

Don't pass my shit I hate it,
Telling stories extra animated
Blunt waving, Blunt wasting
Anger raising, don't lower my elevation
Couple puffs from levitation
And I know this conversation was premeditated
Knew I should've waited

To pass the dro
Now I'm the asshole
Cause a nigga spazzed like give my shit back bro
And when I ain't blown hella prone to not condone
Any bullshit you may be on
You ugly muhfuckas ain't gone disrespect me Hazy Bone
That's inspirational, I'm irate, you irrational
Let's fix this ratio
And to be correctional just keep my weed rotational
Before you never get another fucking invitational

This weed etiquette, ain't that delicate
You're negligent
Not to mention inconsiderate
That's unintelligent
Why would you do this while I'm feeling generous
You peasant bitch

Thank your lucky stars I let you hit this exotic
I'm gone send you back to the days of swag and chronic
The shit you roll and pass we don't want it
We've all evolved
I'ma say let's all roll personals and problem solved
We can keep our standards and get no one else involved

I gotta smoke some live resin
Because I hit yo shit my high lessened
Learned lesson
I'm never pressed but I'm rosin pressin
Strains for hyperactivity and depression
Pass my weed brethren



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Writer(s): Mack Thomas
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