Smoke
Smoke a joint so green
And her tattoos are black and red
My bitches ass so fat, yeah
I'm addicted to sex
We sitting in the back
Too much smoke floating on the set
It's us against the world
And I don't care about the rest, yeah
Can't tell you my thoughts
Because they are too crazy
Smoking on that bud
The tree has got me feeling wavy
Ignore my fucked up head
Gotta treat you like a daisy
Grateful to you 'till I'm dead
Because you fucking saved me, baby
I don't want to run away, yeah
When I finally feel safe, yeah
Yeah, we high and on a wave, yeah
Wanna feel this every day
Making beats, don't want to sleep
Write it and I spit
Headphones on and smoke my weed
Don't care if I get rich
I'm better than you'll ever be
You wanna come and see
Don't talk to me
When I smoke on that stick
Three cops on the smoking spot
Yeah, y'all know what's up
I got that leaf in my bag just like Bulbasaur
Cock and load it up
Shooters focused up
Put your body in a bag
And we load the truck
Ayy, you know we go hard
When I rock hard
Pop now
When I'm spitting with the squad now
Fucked up
I'm addicted to that zaza
Get a blood clot, smoke it
I will never stop, no
I don't want to know
When I be smoking on that stick
I don't want to know
Why you be rolling with that clique
I don't want to know
Reach no goal, yeah
Roll the dope to cope
Music is my dream to make
I don't want the fame
I've been working on it everyday
Yet money never came
I lost all hope just so you know, yeah
I've been lost and fucked up
I've been shot down, unloved
I feel done and numb now
Leave my feelings locked up
Smoke a joint so green
And her tattoos are black and red
My bitches ass so fat, yeah
I'm addicted to sex
We sitting in the back
Too much smoke floating on the set
It's us against the world
And I don't care about the rest, yeah
And her tattoos are black and red
My bitches ass so fat, yeah
I'm addicted to sex
We sitting in the back
Too much smoke floating on the set
It's us against the world
And I don't care about the rest, yeah
Can't tell you my thoughts
Because they are too crazy
Smoking on that bud
The tree has got me feeling wavy
Ignore my fucked up head
Gotta treat you like a daisy
Grateful to you 'till I'm dead
Because you fucking saved me, baby
I don't want to run away, yeah
When I finally feel safe, yeah
Yeah, we high and on a wave, yeah
Wanna feel this every day
Making beats, don't want to sleep
Write it and I spit
Headphones on and smoke my weed
Don't care if I get rich
I'm better than you'll ever be
You wanna come and see
Don't talk to me
When I smoke on that stick
Three cops on the smoking spot
Yeah, y'all know what's up
I got that leaf in my bag just like Bulbasaur
Cock and load it up
Shooters focused up
Put your body in a bag
And we load the truck
Ayy, you know we go hard
When I rock hard
Pop now
When I'm spitting with the squad now
Fucked up
I'm addicted to that zaza
Get a blood clot, smoke it
I will never stop, no
I don't want to know
When I be smoking on that stick
I don't want to know
Why you be rolling with that clique
I don't want to know
Reach no goal, yeah
Roll the dope to cope
Music is my dream to make
I don't want the fame
I've been working on it everyday
Yet money never came
I lost all hope just so you know, yeah
I've been lost and fucked up
I've been shot down, unloved
I feel done and numb now
Leave my feelings locked up
Smoke a joint so green
And her tattoos are black and red
My bitches ass so fat, yeah
I'm addicted to sex
We sitting in the back
Too much smoke floating on the set
It's us against the world
And I don't care about the rest, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Marc Anders
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