Smoke

Stinking up the block
While I'm smoking on my blunt (blunt)
Puffing and choking
Still I smoke it til it's done

Even if it's potent
I'll still roll another one
Ima smoke smoke smoke

I'm a don (yeah)
Son of Mom
3rd in line
But I feel like #1
For my brothers I send my love

Been down with them now it's up
Ain't no way we won't have our fun (uh uh)
Still to this day we stand strong

If you fuck with one fuck with all
I will kill for those that I love
And that ain't no joke
I cut throat

I'll chop your trees down
With the trunks I'll build boats
Flow down creek I stay afloat

Ain't no mothafucker out there like me who can lead while he rolls
I see myself whipping a rolls

When I'm grown
Heading home
To a beautiful wife with no clothes
On the bed we fold

Memories I will hold
Til I'm old
I'm the grave with me they'll go
Forever head on I'm bold (yeah, yeah)

Look my way get stoned
I need a second to breathe
I'm froze



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Chavez
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