Hand In a Pound Lyrics

Smoke a eighth to the face

While my hand in a pound

I feel great took a taste

Sip so much I almost drowned

We can't date naw no way

I'll never get tied down

Said she still on the way

She gon slide get piped down

And it's just for the night

Bust it down she get right

Hell yea I keep a pipe

It'll send you to the light

I'ma shoot fuck a fight

One to the head like goodnight

Getting this bred could make a sandwich

But I'm eating steak tonight

I don't even phase the price

Play stupid games win stupid prizes

Geeked up only see my eyelids

If I like it i'ma buy it

If I like her i'ma try it

I'm so loud I can't keep quiet

On point even on auto pilot

Only my lips touch this blunt cause it's mine

I don't care shawty fine

Time is money don't waste mine

He was a plug made him resign

Put a nigga on a shirt I'll let his partner do the designs

I was the jit that was checking the blinds

Clothes was wrinkled but stayed with an iron

Smoke a eighth to the face

While my hand in a pound

I feel great took a taste

Sip so much I almost drowned

We can't date naw no way

I'll never get tied down

Said she still on the way

She gon slide get piped down

And it's just for the night

Bust it down she get right

Hell yea I keep a pipe

It'll send you to the light

I'ma shoot fuck a fight

One to the head like goodnight

Getting this bred could make a sandwich

But I'm eating steak tonight