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antonio smith
antonio smith
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Secret Stash
Secret Stash
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Lyrics

Yeah (Smoke something smoke something baby yeah) Virginia Woolf I appreciate you man Botanical Gardens UNC Charlotte What's good 75 degree weather walking around flowers chilling you know what I'm saying Call the law I'm just doing what I been doing Copped the Rello from the gas station what you saying homie Hot box nah I'd rather smoke it where the wind blowing trees dancing water flowing come and fly with me man Call the law I'm just doing what I been doing Writing poems fatherhood making music dance Tony I make the gram last a whole week Just come and fly with me now I know this smoke hella bad for me I should probably grab a tea bag but that won't last long (Yeah) I like when the joint pearled up like a AKA nigga yeah As far as the 5-0 go yeah yeah I like my high high high high (I don't chill with fuck niggas yeah I don't smoke much nigga nah I don't smoke with fuck niggas yeah) High high high High high high (I don't smoke with fuck niggas I don't smoke with fuck niggas I don't smoke with fuck niggas) Higher baby Higher baby Yeah That's my word I can't smoke with fuck niggas) I ain't playing either baby tell me something While this record playing baby smoke something (And if you got a problem yeah) Something baby yeah yeah yeah yeah (Go on and call them niggas baby) Call the law I'm just doing what I been doing Copped the Rello from the gas station what you saying homie Hot box nah I'd rather smoke it where the wind blowing trees dancing water flowing come and fly with me man Call the law I'm just doing what I been doing Writing poems fatherhood making music dance Tony I make the gram last a whole week Just come and fly with me now Find me North Carolina blowing O's I mean well kinda because they come out every now and then I ain't as good as all my friends I just smoked with my step dad for the first time this shit crazy life is changing birds is singing got you singing like Fiona baby Go to Jordan Lake when sun be setting it's amazing birds be flying big as shit them joints be looking like some pterodactyls get my fucking pen and fucking journal dropped the F-bomb because I meant it spill my sins and then I go home looking high as shit I like my high high high high (I don't chill with fuck niggas yeah I don't smoke much nigga nah I don't smoke with fuck niggas yeah) High high high High high high (I don't smoke with fuck niggas I don't smoke with fuck niggas I don't smoke with fuck niggas) Higher baby Higher baby Yeah baby Yeah It feel like Icarus Oh yeah it feel like Icarus It feel like Icarus Icarus It feel like Icarus I swear to God I got some shit you never had just hit it once you gonna be stuck just bump my CD speakers crying from your trunk Mix a little bit of rain with a little bit of sun with a little bit of bad with a little bit of good with a little bit of slang and a little bit of hood with a little bit of hate and a little bit of love with a little hold up let me try something new Rappers all the same until I hopped in the booth Malcolm X after Mecca with a shotty and a suit little nigga what you saying this is not what you knew Yayo how you gonna go change what you doing Ask God he the blame for the snow yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Ask God he the blame for the snow yeah Don't give a damn about these niggas Roll my gram I'm in heaven yeah it's only about a mile away just going on vacation Don't give a damn about these niggas Roll my gram I'm in heaven yeah it's only about a mile away I'm going on vacation Don't give a damn about these niggas Roll my gram I'm in heaven yeah it's only about a mile away I'm going on vacation Don't give a damn about these niggas Roll my gram I'm in heaven yeah it's only about a mile away I'm going on vacation (We fly high high yeah yeah) Don't give a damn about these Roll my gram I'm in heaven yeah it's only about a mile away I'm going on vacation nigga (We fly high baby) Yeah Ay run this shit back This shit feel too good not to run back You feel me though (Won't find me it don't matter I'm gone baby like a UFO)
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