Chris Travis - For my smokers | Текст песни

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• Chris Travis
• For my smokers

Well A Nigga Stay High In The Fuckin Sky
Dont Know When Ima Die So A Nigga Gotta Fly
This World Is Full Of Lies
So A Nigga Gotta Go
To A Fuckin Place I Ain't Never Been Before
Kush Gotta Nigga Eyes Red And Low
Inhale The Fumes Of That Deadly Smoke
What The Fuck You Need Cuz We Get It For The Low
Nigga Go Broke Trynna Get That Fuckin Ganja
I Just Wanna Smoke And Escape From My Problems
Sit Back And Chill Cuz That Weed Will Solve them
Hit My Plug Up And I Dont Never Call Him
One Text Message Will Solve All The Problems
Trill Nigga Smokin On that Motherfuckin Indo
Hot Box Shawty Never Let Down The Window
Smoked Out In This Bitch With No fuckin Tint Though
See The 5-0 Then You Niggas Better Get Low

(Hook)x2
Gone Turn This Shit Up So You Can Zone Out
This Is For My People Who Be Fuckin Smoked Out
In The Fuckin Back And You Know Im Loc'ed out
Watch Out For The Boys Cuz you Know Them Damn Folks Out

(verse 2)
I Just Wanna Smoke Nigga I Dont Bother nobody
But They Wanna Bother Me Cuz Im Smoking On Chronic
Shit Real Shady Make me Sick To My Damn Stomach
Fuck The Police Bitch Let Me Smoke My Damn Ganja

(Hook) x7
I Just Wanna Smoke My Weed In Fuckin Peace