Gassed (feat. Jodi)

TG the young thug Fucken with some of that Delato Bud

I don’t fuck with scavengers that be off hella drugs

I keep a backwood or a Honey Dutch

I break the dro down ****

Till the Blunt is filled up

I like to roll them fat ****

& watch them burn slow

a lot of these **** can’t handle the weed

**** be scared to swallow the Dro

mind gone **** the cloud of smoke

That’s that shit that’s that shit that have you choke

I’m thugged out 415 sound

eyes blood shot red I just blew a whole pound

I love Fucken with the Bozay

East Coast to West Coast but bitch I’m from the yay

Bitch I’m from the yay

Bring the bottles cross faded Finito double cup of that Cleeko

White girl pedeko yeah blunts & blondes bad bitches & Bongs

**** We the bomb in Cali like I’m LeBron oh yeah

But I double dab with the Cookies she like Northern lights

That’s too bright she a rookie smoking on Jeezy

Irish creme Luigi frontin like she don’t need me

Water work with the Fiji oh yeah hold up divas

I’m into her Sativa or Indica

I leave her Im sending her back to the east Coast Champagne how we toast

We don’t do no refunds your cheat code revoked on God