Smoked Out

Ohhh shit
Hit this shit fool
You aint scared huh??? YOU can handle it?
Get ya? with ya pipe and, cigar, papers, scissors and cut it up
Smoke somethin, sell somethin, roll somethin
If it aint doeja then put up
I’m bout to let yall bitches know somethin
I’m the nigga to holla at if you really tryna blow somethin
Scope houses? like they inexpensive
Got cushion northern lights white without Tupac and Jimmy Hendrix
Just like the incense
Me run outta weed, is that senseless
For instance…
Imma be around this bitch smokin till i got dentures
Three smokin songs you two? you know the?
I mean its four smoke songs
I done got so blowed I forgot to count this one
Aint no mystery, yall niggas need to let that bullshit miss me
You know the history
Been smokin, keep movin boxes of fifty
You could live it high, could live it tipsy
But both gon get a nig fucked up
So tell me whats the difference
This that shit… the shit they cant stay woke off of
This that shit that? cant smoke off of
(what u is?) I’m just a rap writer, before I get my nerve back
Lemmie go get my lemmie go get my lighter
Smoke alllll over this mutha fucka… bitch you aint loaded
Cuuuuuu boom boom boom boom at the doe
If u gotta problem with me gettin high… suck a dick and die
Lemmie go get my, lemmie go get my, lemmie go get my,
lemmie go get my LIGHTER
(cough cough) Cuuuuuu
Yall muthafuckas aint loaded
Nigga if yall was muthafukin loaded like me you’d have your muthafuckin
lighter up nigga
Put ya muthafuckin lighter in the sky nigga
Light that bitch up