Lyrics: L. Mitchell
Music: L. Mitchell
Mayne
I can't I'm up in dis joint wit Gangsta Boo
I'm so hi
Boogaloo
I'm so hi
Purple
Purple Mayne
I'm so hi
The Juice always blown out on dat fire shit
I'm getting high mother****er
Damn
Some dumb boys be killing me
Acting like day brought me pounds
I be looking for the fires
We will not come in your town
Gansta Boo the scandalous
That's been so freaky when she hi
Oops I ain't go lie
Bump and smoke until the day I die
Riding in the Chevy and you know
I'm smoking ink mayne
Got the bongs mayne
Limo tinted for you hataz mayne
Crusing through my hood
I'm hot as **** my life is on suspension
I don't give a ****
I'm constantly gotta smoke one b***h
As I come up on the spot to eat
And sleep and do it all again
Gansta at it again clean as ****
I'm rolling twenty-two
Call my ni**a dank to see
If he know where some hydro at
When I go get dank
I got the glock nine and a vest
Rollin through the projects looking
For the ni**a wit dat dope
Fiending like a junkie thinking
Damn a playa gotta smoke
Acting like you balling
When you only selling nicks and dimes
shit dis habit of mine
Got me clicking when I'm on the ground
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
Eye balls is like red
As hell dese b*****s better recognize
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
****ing ink
Conserving deal dats the shit
Dats the shit
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
Eye balls is like red
As hell dese b*****s better recognize
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
****ing ink
Conserving deal dats the shit
Dats the shit
So I got dis ghetty green
Look here ni**a I'm a star
Bout to hit the corner and rap
Stoned and get leaf cigar
I don't smoke on seeds
But not to dis
The ones unfortunate
If you need me hook up wit me
I'll smoke you to death
All my niggas on dat good dope
If you hi just clap your hands
All my niggas on dat good dope
If you hi just clap your hands
Take a trip to Amsterdam
Smoke a blunt wit lady man
Always chiefing gotta wake up
Wit a blunt up in my hand
It be funny how you dig
'Cause you got green and me
And you be friends
If I let you smoke wit me
You lucky I'm a keep it real
I don't give a **** about a beg
Or trying to smoke my weed
If you got some money
You need to put half on dis ****ing green
Don't play wit the mother****ing funky don't play
Smoking on some hay
Once again hid in the black hay
Acting like you balling
When you only selling nicks and dimes
shit dis habit of mine
Got me clicking when I'm on the ground
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
Eye balls is like red
As hell dese b*****s better recognize
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
****ing ink
Conserving deal dats the shit
Dats the shit
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
Eye balls is like red
As hell dese b*****s better recognize
Mask 2 my ****ing face
I'm fiending to increase my high
****ing ink
Conserving deal dats the shit
Dats the shit dats the shit
Could dat ****ing
****ing ink conserving deal dats the shit
Could dat ****ing
****ing ink conserving deal dats the shit
Could dat ****ing
****ing ink conserving deal dats the shit
Could dat ****ing
****ing ink conserving deal dats the shit
Dats the shit