Smoke it freestyle ft. R B J Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Smoke a blunt
f**k it
smoke a blunt
Me and my niqqas we smoking a blunt
kush so high got me feeling in the cloud
Hearing every song, clear and loud
Almost forgot I gotta make mama proud
Smoking a blunt
Feeling nature cause is just a plant
Two females got me feeling like a man
Immpossible things got me feeling like I can
Don’t wanna grow up
send me the location I just wanna show up
Smoke a toba come lets pap
This lean calling my feelings asaaap
Still we smoking a blunt
hop in my car
And not feeling the sun
Mama told me am her only begotten son
Mum am smoking and just having fun
You know !!!
They say sleep is for the weak
been staying up every single week
Milli on my mind got me feeling like meek
Got me feeling like meek
So we smoke a blunt gather around with me and my fam
Am young not growing as Peter pan
Have a vibe something like party in a van
What !!!!!!
We ball and hustle
When life is mess
We solve like a puzzle
We drop congrats and everybody will marvel
Make her so wet so she need a towel (haha)
When I get so so so high feeling the steeze niqqa I won’t lie
Open up with a very good vibe
Together we stand until is a goodbye
Heard you can’t get a kush when you in dubai
Whenever I get there I have to comply
Cause we
Smoke a blunt fuck it
Smoke a blunt
my jiggy, smoke that blunt
We no dey owe, we just front
Driving you crazy, ibi stunt
You don't want pay me, you be a cunt
Despise niggas who sell out, nah
Just 'cause you and your brother don fell out, unh
Outside Bobby, what’s the weather?
Man’s got better, Menim se wo girl no pe me
Man sheda, big bro Cedi on point, he dey shadda
RAR freestyle off the radar
Ebi time we go reach, success is a ladder
Flow so, I want talk sick
But mines just gold, them want shave me off
I’m the heir to the throne, I dey talk my mind
So they say I’m cold, you dey want abstain
Go date the Pope, yo, can’t say I’m back
'Cause I never left, like my girls thick and melanin
The boys no dey drink, them Dey smoke demma medicine
I dey on my break, mom knows I’m a gentleman
Hol up Hol up, call Ricky too roll up roll up
Boys over here we wan smoke something
You know how we do it no long thing
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