23 BLUNTS

歌词

23 blunts ima smoke that

Shawty gave me head on my nut sack

I just bought a choppa and a drum pack

Leave a n*gga red if he run that

Press a p*ssy down like a thumb tack

We gone he leave him dead if he come back

I be sippin' quali boy i'm dumb smacked

Leanin', all you p*ssy n*ggas better jump back

I gotta gun in the box and some crack on the stove

All these f*cking rappers seem to act like some hoes

Wrote a track for a n*gga

He aint even let it go

I'm the truth to these n*ggas

I just had to let em know

Cookin' on the stove, break it down by the couch

I aint' really sellin' less you wanna cop a ounce

Sleepin' wit my draco take it when i leave the house

I just wanna get rich n*gga, juug'n out the pound

I be smoking weed in abundance

Pull-up with the team man we run this

I cannot relate with a dumb *****

Pull up with a grill aint no lunch ***** wait

All these greedy n*ggas want some food on my plate

Do you got some money for a gram or an eighth?

F*ck you really sayin' n*gga? say it to my face

All these p*ssy n*ggas acting tough but they fake