I Smell Smoke
I'm in the land
L.A. land of the sticky
Sup?
What ch'all niggaz know bout that purple weed nigga?
Show y'all niggaz some shit
It's that sticky, that bud
Indo, hydro
Open up the window, I'm 'bout to blow
That fire shit, nigga what ch'all, what ch'all got
What ch'all got to roll 'em up?
Packwoods? Garcia Vegas? Straight chocolate Phillies?
Nigga straight, [Incomprehensible]
The dutches and the black '' milds?
Y'all niggaz don't know nuttin' about them corollas
Ha yeah, J O B one point five
Break it up, chop it up, cut it up, tuck the end
Take the Phillie out and roll it up
Light it, hit it, hold it, pass puff puff blow it up
See some of y'all niggaz be talkin' about blowin'
But can't handle the doja
Gettin' sleepy shit, quittin' all early
Bitch you ain't no smoker
Y'all must think used to hittin' that dirt
The sticks with the brown buds
Me, I ain't got shit else to do
Nigga I'm bout to get fucked up
Two cases of green, optimal burned away
A.M. done turned to p.m
And nighttime done turned back to day
I'm, still smokin'
Feelin' sporty in my hotel spent the whole day gettin' loaded
It's nothin' but smoke 'til there's nothin' to smoke
It's nothin' but sticky and nothin' but doja
Disconnect the smoke detector and
Put a wet towel up under the door
Nobody else probably more dope for me, I got the whole tree
Leftovers for me, whoo this bitch off the hee
First don't put my light in your pocket
Second don't wet my god damn weed!
That's just two, before I could get to three and four
Five and six, I heard a dum dum dum dum at the do'
Evidence all over, I've been doin' somethin serious
Gotta hide this shit, cause I know that's hotel security
I played it off, I said, "Come back later I ain't got on no clothesâ€
He said, "Sorry sir, I don't mean to disturb ya, but I smell smoke!â€
Fuck it just went to jail for that shit, I ain't goin' back
I done ate an ounce and I'ma flush the rest
'Cause I ain't goin' out like that
Sprayin' cologne and cuttin' on the shower
Tryin' to clear it up
Worried like a dog but I gotta open the door
Fuck it here go nuthin'
The do' swung open and some young nigga
Talkin' bout, "What's happenin'?â€
He said, "I know you got that fire, sell your boy a sack!â€
Ain't that a bitch
Boy you betta get your bitch ass up outta here
Nigga I'd think you the motherfuckin' police
I done threw all my motherfuckin' weed away
Fuckin' with you old bitch ass nigga
Nigga, get your motherfuckin' hoe ass up outta here
Bitch before I stomp your bitch ass the fuck
Boy this nigga done blew my motherfuckin' high