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letra de bubonic chronic - ayekay

[intro: ayekay]

yo, yo… smoke one b-tch
yeah, yeah

[verse 1: ayekay]

walking in with a rude b-tch and a pound full of dank
f-ck what you think, i be smoking on that gas, and i got a full tank
hit it fast then p-ss cause i don’t like me a lame
that be holding my sh-t with the laggy laggy
shwaggy waggy, pack you a baggy
for a f-ck boy like you, skimp you i might do
and used the cash the you gave me to buy me some sprite too
‘fore i mix it in styrofoam, trust me boy you ain’t on the level i am on
im a rhyming diamond, you the type of dude to wear a shirt with a logo that’s been ironed on
plus you probably shop at hot topic too, while me and my boys smoking on that tropical
might cop me a zip, but i know i’d rather not, cause i know it’d probably last like a day or two, ungh
lighting up like a jay or two, getting h-lla ripped like terry crews
quite scary what that weed can do when you smoke it dubiously like we will do
when you kick it with me, down the 118, yeah now im 18, so i buy that blunt
down the 405, four or five of us
go and tell my roll dog, roll it up!
while i got tint high, smoking on that fi-ya b-tch i am a demon
p-ss the fuego to my latin chick, she like ‘si mon’
f-cking with that lil’ b-tch sh-t then be gone
smoking and choking and hitting that pot
mama be saying that i gotta stop, but i’m not
cause..

[hook: ayekay]

smoking these trees is a disease
bubonic chronic, yeah
bubonic chronic, yeah
if you ain’t with it, get on it, on it
cause if you ain’t on it, i’ll put you on it
don’t trip homie, it’ll take one moment
we gon’ flaunt it you know, cause.. (x2)

[verse 2: ayekay]

put you at ease, lil’ soldier put your shoulders down
no drive-by’s, just drive-thru’s, double double, number one at in-n-out
in and out we go, floating in and out of consciousness
what you ’bout? we know, ain’t no snow, but it’s still christmas
trees all up in my motherf-cking radius
play this sh-t on radio or bang it in ya whip
if’s it’s eighty for a quarter then i’m hesitant to order
but if i do, it better be some dank -ss sh-t
the dank it stank, and to be frank, i’m blowed
that mean i’m not straight, but doesn’t mean h0m-
my rank is past 9, i light it with bee line
helix rips make ya boy lungs go flat line, ungh
wax on, wax off, mr. miyagi with that f-cking dabber
watch the smoke rise, that gooey green matter
all that bullsh-t you be talking, man it don’t even matter
only making blunts fatter, feel like i’m the mad hatter
cause i’m in wonderland, but my mouth feel like nevada
dry as f-ck, can i have an arizona?
go head tell homie to roll a zoner
smoking and choking and f-cking packing a bowl
while im smoking a bowl, getting h-lla high is the goal
this is my h-lla high flow, and my rhythm is gold
and my dro is frosty like flaky cereal
and it’s all – up, in my motherf-cking bowl, ho
and i go go, kinda like a green light
and i keep the team right, blow rings like frodo, indo tuck you in, night night
alright?

[hook]

[outro: ayekay]

yeah i’m smoking dank, (yeah-yeah-yeah) yeah i’m smoking good
(yeah-yeah-yeah) yeah, i know, i should stop, but you think i would?(yeah-yeah-yeah)
puffin a wood and i’m feeling real good, and i’m chilling in hood and i’m doing my biz
handling a b-tch, smacking that sh-t, contract k!ller cause you know i hit

- ayekay

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