weed talk - d-sorrow lyrics
[verse 1: nifty]
this is my weed talk
smokin’ strawberry in the benny, while i’m spinning through them blocks
call d*sorrow, we the industry, the biggest v.i.p’s
tote the wesson on the 40 block, f*ck i miss the lean, d*mn
i could’ve found a new b*tch (could’ve)
i could’ve rolled a mixed spliff (could’ve)
i pulled up down the industrie’s main block
opps thought we lacked, so we hit em’ with the [?]
and, walk into the entrance of the dina strip club
nifty actin’ greedy, can you bring the f*cking blue notes?
thotties twerkin’ on me, this is better than the p*rn hub
f*ck adventure time, she cartoon networking her new love
[verse 2: d*sorrow]
i just pulled the gun off the rack
other people think it’s sugar, but we sniffin’ on that crack
roll the weed in the bag, it’s the sugar*coated snack
that’s a vise*versa grandpa, n*gga hair is black (black)
i really put you through sh*t, ruthless
he tryna take my weed? don’t do it
i really put the e in easy, blood all on his white*tee
know he shouldn’t have tried me
talk about a granddaddy, lighting up the purple
went to canada, to see the northern lights light up
f*ck a white christmas, there’s some green up in the snow now
me and nifty like kendrick and lamar, we turn him humble
[verse 3: nifty]
shawty love nifty, she gon’ turn into a vacuum
don’t act like you don’t know me, catch a opp, i’ll do him drizzy
bullets hit his back, and they gon’ leave him lookin’ leany
question marks the x, and i got bad vibes from this weedy
i got skins up in my spot, i add an extra to the tacion
kevin, no durant, now i be trappin’, holdin’ 2 phones
i’m not from new york, but i got rats in my city too
talk about a 69, that’s my b*tches favorite s*x pose
[verse 4: d*sorrow]
55 or 60, i’ma still hit up a opp thot
got too many opponents, why they think this sh*t is buckshot?
ain’t no party like a diddy party, or the tiktok rizz party
b*tch throwin’ in front of me, she turned it to a jizz party
laying out that towel while i’m lookin’ through the peephole
anyone who looks through it, is guaranteed a pedo
p*ssy got me burnin’, like the weed strains that i smoke
all my opps gon’ have to die now, bullets give em’ throat (yeah)
i give out red, white, and blue, my sadness fueled with ecstasy
i got that tall glass of wine, overpowered with hennessy
shono ain’t on anything, that boy is a kid to me
that 44 got power, and the 5., got aim like edp
[outro]
weed f*ckin’ talk
88 sh*t, i do it eazy
f*ck that
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