Intro
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro Smoked out
Chiefin' on a blunt, smellin' like Indo Smoked out
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate Smoked out
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight Smoked out
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro Smoked out
Chiefin' on a blunt, smellin' like Indo Smoked out
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate Smoked out
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight Smoked out
Verse 1: Cut Throat Van Gogh
Ayy, it's that North North player
Boy, these pills ain't no Bayer Smoked out
And this weed like an onion, you can smell it in the air Smoked out
Cutthroat, Van Gogh, $licky the picture painter Smoked out
My ho want me to save her, but at best I might betray her
I was never one to fit in, why would I bring a kid in Smoked out
This world fucked up and hard enough to just exist in Smoked out
Riding around with that Glock, thinking, Should I blow my tizzop Smoked out
One last way to ball, kill myself while getting mizzouth Smoked out
Bridge
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro Smoked out
Chiefin' on a blunt, smellin' like Indo Smoked out
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate Smoked out
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight Smoked out
Verse 2: Papa Pine
$crim is fucking sober, but I smoke enough weed for the both of us Smoked out
Honey games, my lungs are stained, just numb my brain, I can't focus Smoked out
Suppressing my emotions, turn 'em into concrete Smoked out
Let 'em sink to the bottom of the ocean
Matter fact, I'll turn 'em into raw meat, let the sharks eat Smoked out
Gut the gar, please, I need to smoke, fuck, again I'm losing focus Smoked out
Hit the weed, so I can go to sleep, I hate having dreams Smoked out
They're always fucked up and I wake up trying to breathe Smoked out
Outro
Something to chief to, something to chief to bro Smoked out
Chiefin' on a blunt, smellin' like Indo Smoked out
Sit back, relax and chill and meditate Smoked out
Rolling in my city, making cheese feeling straight Smoked out