Chorus:
Sometimes da game got me stressin partner I can't lie. I roll me a sweet smash
off n da ride a whole piece I aint never lied. I put my weed hand in da sky. I
put my weed hand in da sky. I respect it for da luv of life. A whole piece I
aint never lied. I put my weed hand in da sky.
V1:
The smokes killing off my lungs and appendix. It's baby bash the modern day
jimmy hendrix.Deep down in texas, dope house is so relentless. The fluff is
endless. Smokin wit my lawer and my dentist. Feelin stupendiss wanna come to my
quarter stacks. Smokin on greener reef. Singing boby to dem older cats.(bobby
brown)Dem dolger sax, wit a coffee grinder at my mercy. Dun rolled a lax wit a
highspeed chasers ones dat coudn't curch me. Cotton mouthed and thirsty gotta
keep my spirit lifted though. My spiritual, lyrical, it's hydromyrical. I'm
comin visious though, wit a fully loaded off dat durby. Feelin so worthy cuz my
vacume lungs are like dat curby. and don't desturb me when I'm floatin to my
foriegn land. You no fo' sho' I keep my pipe in my weed hand. My weed hand is
something I don't disrestpect. Your weed hand throw it up and represent your
weed.
chorus:
V2:
I'ma gonna admit it and you know I'm weeded it. Begin his life, got his only one
and split it. Lit it up wit my nephew. And now I'm floatin. My crown is broaken.
Soakin up my soal. Sippen styraphone cups. Choken now I'm low. If you ridden on
us dats cool but pass da dro. Diamonds flyin and you just had to go. Cuz u dun
cast da vote. And I didn't even get a hit. n
No not even a little bit. So now help me get rid of dis. Baby girl don't
disrespecr the luv. And I can't see dat. Ask where we get the best of bud. Put
up ur weed hand.
Chorus:
V3:
Man I been gone since way back b4. I hit da bong pack up a bowl. I'm too damn
high don't pass me no mo'. I blazed you all since long b4. Stayin high I'm on a
note. You can smell da bom all on my clothes. Man look at my eyes they bout to
close. I'm choken dudes up out hte room wit my weed hand in the sky. I'm stayin
blowed on octamodes and I'm leanin half da time. I'm stayin high and I hustle
fool. Don't be at home up on my ass gotta get up and glock sum cash.
Hoes thinkin they gonna smoke for free. But not wit a young P.I.M.P. Just cuz
I'm young don't mean I'm dumb. Red microphones now blaze sum of dat greener-e.
And pour up sum of dat purple stuff. Down here we sipping and blowing. Ya I no u
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