Smoked out, Loced Out (feat. Eddy Baker) [Part II]

Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Uzi be uzi be uzi be rolling the blunt up with the motherfucking stanky sess Put that pistol to my chest Bud smoke is like a killer I'm gone up off that ganja, like fuck your drama Indo blunts all on my fingers I got that Nina, North Korea if I see you Chief the reefer, jeepers creepers I'm the reaper up off that sack I got that pack, that indo blow, the china snow Ain't got no hope, pass me a rope, and slit my throat Bitch, I'm the devil, welcome to Hades Maybe I'm crazy? always blazing Always sipping, codeine addicted Come meet the Millers, ain't got no filter, the shapeshifter, it's- Bud smoke is like a killer bud smoke is like a killer bud smoke is like a killer Keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Fucking Oddy got a lil' fucking Versace Rolling the dope, and I'm blowing the smoke Yeah, it got me feeling kind of disembodied This bitch is actin' sloppy No, this shit don't fuckin' shock me anymore Poured the hoe, and four for the low Told her I wanted to get blown, so she sucked my dick But I was talking 'bout the blunt I had already lit, stupid ass bitch Getting blown while I'm getting blown, I can't complain Eyes redder than the cherry in my fuckin' name Smoked Out, Loced Out Choked out in the grow house 'till my brain is stained Burnin' Buddha flesh What's left of the sess gets left for the next sesh Smokin' to my death, no breath in my chest Just leftover smoke seeping out of my vest Fuck the government, come and catch me, the blunt is lit Fuck jail, bitch, shoot me now, bitch I want to be surrounded by clouds and the fiery flames To lighten the pounds, bitch Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless I stay smoking heavy green I stay with that sack on me These hoes steady jockin me Dirty money Keep a lot on me Bitch, I didn't win no lottery But niggas know I keep a lot of tree Professional with the pottery Got bad hipster hoes rolling up for me Swear they can't get enough of me Watching Netflix while we smoke a G That's how the pimps do still got hoes on D Hitting my bong, I pull on her thong Stay with the grass just like a front yard Tipping the lean, I mix it with bars Yellow Xanax, that look just like Bart Kush in my wood It smell like some fart Shoutout my hood It's close to my heart Fucking with me I'll rip out your heart Creep in the dark G from the start Smoking in public just watch for the cops They know I got grams all up in my sock They all on my cock Headed to the top Won't ever stop, bitch Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless Bud smoke is like a killer, keeping that grass up in they chest Killaz is rolling that blunt up with that motherfucking budda bless