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the smoke - berner, rayven justice, labritney & too $hort lyrics

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[chorus: rayven justice]
got weed, got blunts rolled up
let’s get high right now ’cause we want all the smoke
we can even roll one for the road
just ride, get high, we ain’t got no place to go
break it down, roll it up
fire it up, smoke it up
break it down, roll it up
fire it up, smoke it up

[verse 1: too $hort]
i’m from oakland, you know what i’m smokin’
sh*t so potent, got these hoes open
b*tches rubbin’ sperm on they face like lotion
she could deepthroat a whole d*ck without chokin’
now she wanna try and put her lips on the blunt
but that’s when i kick the b*tch out like a punt
i smoked in the car, you can smell it for a month
b*tches like, “what the f*ck? you smellin’ like a skunk”
i treat my weed like hoes, i don’t hit nothin’ regular
you don’t smoke what i smoke, n*gga, we can bet it up
hit this, you gon’ speed up your heart rate
this california weed’ll take you outer sp*ce
and when i’m doin’ too much, they don’t like me
they say, “you trippin’, og, you too hyphy”
but i don’t give a f*ck about these b*tches
they comin’ ’round me, they gettin’ d*ck*whipped, b*tch
[chorus: rayven justice]
got weed, got blunts rolled up
let’s get high right now ’cause we want all the smoke
we can even roll one for the road
just ride, get high, we ain’t got no place to go
break it down, roll it up
fire it up, smoke it up
break it down, roll it up
fire it up, smoke it up

[verse 2: berner]
this sh*t right here burnin’, it got my chest hurtin’
i’m in my maybach blowin’ blueberry durban
the hash so white, they love what i’m servin’
if it ain’t ’bout cash then i might have to curve ’em
i prepaid fines for the hotel suite
you know that i’m here ’cause the top floor reek
don’t give me no leaf, i need the vibe paper pack
type to give you a bag, then try to buy it right back
i need a bag of that smoke to make me choke
i’m from the city, we keep a b*tch broke
this sh*t so loud, they’re lookin’ for the perp’
i make their pocket hurt if they’re lookin’ for the work
we don’t do no deals, i need four grand a p
you pay rappers and give ’em weed for free
best smoke in town, pass this sh*t around
and watch the price double when we get ’em out of town
i’m gettin’ down
[chorus: rayven justice]
got weed, got blunts rolled up
let’s get high right now ’cause we want all the smoke
we can even roll one for the road
just ride, get high, we ain’t got no place to go
break it down, roll it up
fire it up, smoke it up
break it down, roll it up
fire it up, smoke it up

[bridge: rayven justice]
don’t worry ’bout where i’m goin’
i need your ass to jump in
you know what i’m smokin’
certain girls don’t like me smokin’
f*ck with me, gotta know how to roll it
you know what i be smokin’

- berner rayven justice labritney too hort lyrics

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