gross - backwoodhiri lyrics
first i sip my lean then smoke my dope
need all of my loot b-tch i need all of my dough
d-mn silly white b-tch why u need all dat c-ke ?
i be chilling by the cave like a n-gg- in a cult
every other hour i change clothes
every hour i drop hoes
every other hour i smoke dope
so much money that its gross
hol up
first i
set up shop then open the doors on em
i been working everyday look like i’m on tour don’t it
four foreign b-tches fornicating on the floor homie
i poured 2 4s of that purple i swear i’m kobe
naturally i’m p-ssed off , actually i’m just off
a couple xannies put it in her panties let it dissolve
yeah i stole ya b-tch too but i just hope her lips soft
cop a backwood from the corner store then lift off
and you could have yo b-tch again because my d-ck soft
hennything is possible, i f-cked her it was optional
gave her some hypnotic, that’s ironic yeah that’s comical
smoking on that chronical, bhronchitis from all kinds of dro
hiri he’s bioncle , a lotta percs, alotta dope
i smoke until my eyes is red as jesus i kaleidoscope
f-ck a hoe, i guarantee you n-gg- i could find her soul
nosey n-gg-s peeping my sneakers they can’t find the soles
every other hour i change clothes
every hour i drop hoes
every other hour i smoke dope
so much money that its gross
rather be f-cking these hoes n-gg-
rather be counting this cash
i don’t be f-cking wit no n-gg-s
i just be needing the racks
i just be needing some rafs
designer linen
finer women
higher living
im rolling that i’m smoking that boof by the pack
me and santan made a pact
need a new set of teeth
and a new set of plaque
i be p-ssing on the ave
middle finger to feds
i done forgot how to act
i take a nap off the act
i woke up feeling refreshed
b-tches be sending me text
but i don’t be sending em back
i just be f-cking yo thot
then i be sending her back
smoking backwoods to the face b-tch
i doctor the blunt then smoke a face lift
i don’t wanna talk i just need pay b-tch
i just need the tw-t dont u call me bae b-tch
clifford ave to ellison to bay b-tch
webster ave to east main with your main b-tch
every other hour i change clothes
every hour i drop hoes
every other hour i smoke dope
so much money that its gross
first i sip my lean then smoke my dope
need all of my loot b-tch i need all of my dough
d-mn silly white b-tch why u need all dat c-ke ?
i be chilling by the cave like a n-gg- in a cult
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