Letras
Smokin' kush right out the vac, and raising prices
Never drink alone, I'm with the homies buying rounds, yeah
I be posted on the Green Line serving tweakers
Told me come through, meet her halfway through the evening
Pulled up to the bar, took his hoe, I didn't even try
Wanna hold my hand while I'm smokin', faded, getting high
Wavy off the shrooms, buying glasses at Celine, yeah
Five different strains and I'm faded on the train though
They wanna throw me on the streets, but I'll always find a way out
I'm never stressin', skating through some dark places
Drunk as fuck, blowing clouds of smoke, and I saw her face, yeah
Runnin' back to you if I can make it when the sun's up
Yeah
When the sun's up, when our funds up
We be in the cut rollin' motherfuckin' blunts up
Stuck, yeah you hatin' cuz you stuck, yeah
Give no fucks, yeah, we don't give no fucks no
Yeah
Running to the check yeah that's all we do
Yeah, you're so lame, why you hatin', you a loser
Get out of my face, yeah
Yeah
Running to the guap, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
I've been stuntin' everyday, bitch, that's all we do
Runnin' to the guap, ay, countin' up blue
My crews stepping up, and you know it's true
You be hatin', bitch, you broke, and we steal your hoe
Gettin' to the guap, bitch, cuz no we never fold
No, never fold, yeah, heart so cold, yeah
I don't really know, yeah
I don't really know, yeah
I don't really know, yeah
I don't really know
Smokin' kush right out the vac and raising prices
Never drink alone I'm with the homies buying rounds, yeah
I be posted on the Green Line serving tweakers
Told me come through, meet her halfway through the evening
Pulled up to the bar, took his hoe, I didn't even try
Wanna hold my hand while I'm smoking, faded, getting high
Wavy off the shrooms, buying glasses at Celine, yeah
Five different strains and I'm faded on the train though
I don't really know, yeah
I don't really know, yeah
I don't really know
Smokin' kush right out the vac and raising prices
Never drink alone I'm with the homies buying rounds, yeah
I be posted on the Green Line serving tweakers
Told me come through, meet her halfway through the evening
Pulled up to the bar, took his hoe, I didn't even try
Wanna hold my hand