letra de smoking cali weed - tfam
verse 1:
b-tches come and go real fast like the seasons
i don’t wanna hoe if she talk that’s a treason
shes smokin on some blunts thinkin she the hot sh-t
i don’t want that hoe if shes gonna throw a fit
if i’m lightin up that sh-ts just for me
f-ckin on your girl that sh-t was for free
she made me food and cleaned my floor with lotta glee
f-ck a fake b-tch shes gonna have to flee
roll another blunt i don’t ever try to front
i just keep it real like i’m tfam in the f-ckin cut
if these haters talkin sh-t then ill hit em with my fists
they walk around blind like they got a lotta cysts
mollies at the party i don’t f-ck with purp
if we sippin drinks i might get hurt
gotta have hands for the blunt and handle
none of what you got is gas you hold candles
stayin outta dallas but smoking cali weed
i don’t wanna chill till i smoke so i’m freed
i’ve been movin lotta pounds with quick speed
i don’t sell for show it’s just cuz i need to feed
f-ck a stupid hoe who be thinkin they the sh-t
don’t act like you know me you gonna get hit
ima just do me till i finally make it out
f-ck the bullsh-t ima tell you what i’m about
hook x2:
smoke that kush it burns so slowly
she judged me said i’m so lowly
i don’t wanna girl cuz i ride solo
i just hit the thrift shop whys your dough low
verse 2:
f-ckin on your b-tch cuz she wanna play the switch
playin smash bros and it’s with a lot of hoes
got my gourmet dinner all stacked up
tfam clan tag reppin strapped up
smokin on a pen but it’s not the one you draw
she’s h-ttin on that sh-t so i go and hit her raw
would i rather have a b-tch or a hundred blunts
it don’t matter either way ima hit the stunts
getting to the dough so i never get a hoe
f-ckin up a foe then i’m suckin on a toe
haters wanna talk tell em pull up to the show
ima never listen to a b-tch i gotta let em know
slash you up like i got my own zengetsu
i don’t wanna sesh all you smoke are pretzels
ima never hear your song all you make is dreadful
flexin shiny teeth but you don’t got dental
riding in a coupe and it’s only with a few
lighting h-lla blunts b-tch i’m rolling with a view
ima hit my squad now i’m smoking with my crew
never trust these liars ill always keep it true
i don’t need guns so i’ll hit you with a fist
these kinky twitter hoes like that sh-t with a kiss
f-ck these dallas cops let me chief these blunts in peace
if some randoms h-t my blunt ima make them cease
hook x2
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