Kush Shmoke
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I said, kush shmoke, y'all just look broke, light the dope
Imma pass that, this that gas pack fuck that hoe
She a lab rat, fuckin' round the block
New pack, imma grab that, turn it to a watch
To a watch, aye
Big bands
Blowin' big dope
I got big plans
Kickstand, leanin' off the blunt
It got six grams
Wristband, i don't need no shots, i'm a spliff man
Bitch you won't find me at no bar, fuck a tip man
Six bands, on the fuckin' trap, young rich man
Twelve racks, when i get it back, makin' flips man
Fuck grams, if you tryna match, i need zips man
Empty out your pockets with the tax, like its quicksand
Motorola chirpin', trap phone goin six ham
I'm two throwed, can't fuck with you hoes, i'm on my shit man
40 cal it hurt my fuckin' wrist, had to switch hands
Shout my nigga deli, got them coppas, make them shits bam
Livin truly clueless of the purpose
Ay, but imma get this money just to burn it, like a bic can
I pop shit, you full of nonsense
You on that op shit
I lock shit, game on lock down, you need a locksmith
I lock down, gettin' guap, now they need a locksmith
I rock shit, young profit, they better watch it
Lock down, gettin' guap, now they need a locksmith
I rock shit, young profit, they better watch it
I said, kush shmoke, y'all just look broke, light the dope
Imma pass that, this that gas pack fuck that hoe
She a lab rat, fuckin' round the block
New pack, imma grab that, turn it to a watch
To a watch, aye
Big bands
Blowin' big dope
I got big plans
Kickstand, leanin' off the blunt
It got six grams
Wristband, i don't need no shots, i'm a spliff man
Bitch you won't find me at no bar, fuck a tip man
Six bands, on the fuckin' trap, young rich man
Twelve racks, when i get it back, makin' flips man