Smoke, smoke, smokin'On the edge of the moon like back to nightKey, key, show me in the Bible where it say you can't smoke weedProceed, inhale, exhale, blow donut signs with the smokeSo breathe, breathe, follow my leadIndicacies, hydroponic leavesSpinach, broccoli, greensLife is much better than it seemsKinda feel like I got wingsAfter a party at the TisnelliI'm trying to get her to do some thingsGot a two liter bottle of SpriteAnd a fifth of that, they're landedAnd a nine smoking sweet red Dixie cup for our ashtrayTowels up under the doors and over the smoke detectorWow, but hey, I'm acting a whole protectorSecurity trying to kick us outSaying we talking hell a lotLoud, warning me and my guestsTold us we gotta leave if this woman complain at the front deskSmokin' and drinkin' is what I doesI don't know about youBut imagine wakin' up in the morning with nothin' else to doBitch!What you sippin' on?I'm so faintWhat you sippin' on?I'm so faintWhat you smokin' on?I'm so faintI'm so faintI'm so intoxicatedAnd I'm faintAnd I'm faintAnd I'm faintAnd I just won't come downA ricky-jicky timbre, we got that endoRight from the intro, nope, that's pretendoMe no comprendo, pack out my BenzoAC on 71, I let the wind blowTrump, bumpin' that ***My big cousin early, keep a cup of that ***See, I been tryin' to roll, tryin' to rideWhile I step on that slideWhile I'm reppin' that mother***in' black sideThat's where we come fromSlingshots, marbles, and double dutchI keep two guns, so they call me Double ClutchPop 3, Yahtzee, Carlos RossiEarl hit Calvin, then he round up the posseSet it off, let it off, pow powLike Indians, we had a big pow wowHe got the alcohol, we got the vegetablesOriginal, Magical, Mystical, Pussy PoundWhat you sippin' on?I'm so faintWhat you sippin' on?I'm so faintWhat you smokin' on?I'm so faintMy life is so faintSmokin', smokin', smokin', smokin'I'm flowin' outDrugs againI'm so faintHell of a faintI'm so faintI'm so faintI'm so faintMy heart just won't come downI'm high, I'm tryin' to get groundedGroundedBumpin' that new ***While I'm not drownin'Everything around meStop it, the light, I'm stuckI can't help it, I'm high as ***Dibble dabble with the cushionI mix it up with the hashAnd I roll it up in the bucketAnd I hit it and look at thatLike, damn, that *** is bombI'm fadedOnly in Cali, diesel, legal, and medicatedI'm so, so elevatedSo, so levitatedToked down for the flow upYou know I'm cultivatedEqual it all outForty grams on the scaleSixty bucks to switch thisNow it's time to inhale, inhaleSmokin' and swishin'For my niggas and bitchesYou know who got that bomb, bombWe, so come get with usUp, up in the skyAnd I can't come downHigh as a mother***erE-40 and dogRap, rap, rapWhat you sippin' on?YeahWhat you sippin' on?What you sippin' on?YeahWhat you sippin' on?What you smokin' on?I'm so fadedI'm so fadedI'm so intoxicatedHell of a painMy heart just won't come downHell of a pain
