Smoke Good, Drink Good, Eat Good (Her Cycle)
In her heart she hate it there
But in her mind she made it where
Nothing really happens
A figment of what she imagines
Tryna cover up bruises
Damaged by passion
Her innocence is bliss coming up from the ashes
His innocence is mist coming up from the asses
He's an asshole in light
Maturity damaged by glasses
A couple too many shots of booze in his hand
But none of it matter when she
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo pass the joint, I'm tryna get faded off that shit)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo this bottle weak as fuck
The fuck I'm supposed to do with that bitch?)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(And I told her if she ain't gonna give me none
She can get out the crib right now)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Man fuck that shit)
Tell me what weed is supposed to do
When a blink of the red and blue
Flash at your doorstep
(Man hide that shit it's the feds coming)
Tell me what pussy is supposed to do
When you can't even look at it
And afford that
(That hoe ratchet for real)
Tell me what praying is supposed to do
When you can't even look at a bible
And support that
And tell me what she's supposed to do
When she can't even
Walk out of the doorstep
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo pass the joint, I'm tryna get faded off that shit)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo this bottle weak as fuck
The fuck I'm supposed to do with that bitch?)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(And I told her if she ain't gonna give me none
She can get out the crib right now)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Man fuck that shit)
But in her mind she made it where
Nothing really happens
A figment of what she imagines
Tryna cover up bruises
Damaged by passion
Her innocence is bliss coming up from the ashes
His innocence is mist coming up from the asses
He's an asshole in light
Maturity damaged by glasses
A couple too many shots of booze in his hand
But none of it matter when she
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo pass the joint, I'm tryna get faded off that shit)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo this bottle weak as fuck
The fuck I'm supposed to do with that bitch?)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(And I told her if she ain't gonna give me none
She can get out the crib right now)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Man fuck that shit)
Tell me what weed is supposed to do
When a blink of the red and blue
Flash at your doorstep
(Man hide that shit it's the feds coming)
Tell me what pussy is supposed to do
When you can't even look at it
And afford that
(That hoe ratchet for real)
Tell me what praying is supposed to do
When you can't even look at a bible
And support that
And tell me what she's supposed to do
When she can't even
Walk out of the doorstep
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo pass the joint, I'm tryna get faded off that shit)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Yo this bottle weak as fuck
The fuck I'm supposed to do with that bitch?)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(And I told her if she ain't gonna give me none
She can get out the crib right now)
Smoke good, drink good, eat good
(Man fuck that shit)
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