Yeah, g-shit, and I ain't smokin none of dat unless the weed stick Bitch im in the zone, and if I ever leave Fuck a jacket ima rock my tattoo sleeves I got thirty naked bitches in the kitchen Crumblin the herb and rollin it up in the swishers Kush is my cologne, every minute blowin heavy I dont smoke it on occasion, everyday is 4/20 All I do is flame shit, I dont do that change shit EST for life bitch, ya I do that gang shit Look at who I came with, better fix ya face quick Cuz I gotta lot of muh- fuckers with me we all on the same shit Now pass me the dutch again, I still gotta nickle crumbled in the george washington Order up a quarter my connect is on the phone Mix the purple with the lemon g kush and get stoned God damn it im gone, blowin with the wind Cleveland is the city, see it showin on the brim Black lights on the tatts glowin on my skin And my blunt is never lonely all my l's got twins blaze up! Yeah, blaze up. lil bitch blaze up So what the fuck blaze up. Ugh, blaze up, kels. Blaze up And we burnin up like the heat is on Got it smellin good, blowin wood bitch my life is like a weed-a-thon Size 12 chuck taylors what my feet is on Laced up blazin back to back like repeat a song And fuck the police, boy I say it proud And if they hear me Fuck the police say it loud 20 dollars and a dream bitch im livin back strokin in yo girl no swimmin (sorry) boy thats pimpin you wanna know my goal, a couple sold out shows, Some ho's, and a pocket full of woah Got it for the low, tear the place up, pass the dutch and blaze up mother fucker lace up Ughhh. blaze up. hundred words and runnin Lace up. lace up bitch. EST blaze up. kels laced up. GonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
