laker paper
flatbush zombies
them bitches know i stink
meechy light up the weed dawg
they say i'm borderline schizo
smoke a lot just to maintain
them them bitches know it too
what's a nigga pose to do?
please believe us smack deceivers
leave it smoking like my nina
paid the cost to be the boss paid the cost you getting tossed
light that blunt i'm getting off
put them tittys in my mouth!
i don't fuckin' please please proceed to please
purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
purple in the blunt swisha be the paper
we smoke till we brain dead
just my soul and this weed i need
i'm smokin' till my three eyes bleed
o after o zombie shit smoke till we comatose
bong rips till my soul lift and catch the holy ghost
higher living is my life dear
gold fangs i'm floating i'm like dracula in nike airs
whippin the sour d's resin off my denim
i'm mentally ahead of thee got remedy for the venom
let's live in lust not love what i tell em'
the slick talk and weed smoke fuck up they cerebellum
when i walk i drag my feet
i pass juicy a pound and he weigh that like a libra
that's why they can't see us
lil niggas ain't in my league
with so much in this world to learn and so much money to be earned
i know you heard the world is mine
well muthafucka wait your turn