smoke that junt - k.d.m. lyrics
[verse 1: doe boy loc]
’round and ’round here comes the junt
smoke that dank never no bunk
i’m in the zone when i’m off a zone
homegrown blown all from a clone
master o.g. we cheifin
burn that dope just like we tweakin
yeah, mary’s my b-tch
blown and i don’t give a sh-t
optimo’s, weed stores
blue dream smoke going through my nose
alcapulco gold i’m so blowed
always stay high, don’t like low’s
sticky af goo, blaze like a pro
smoke just like a broke down ford sho
late night in the cuts creepin
stoned with a bag and some zags cheifin
[verse 2: iyronic]
all buds no leads in the bag in my backpack
i got bomb match that, call that anthrax
connected like a phone jack, cool like a ice pack
cause they keep the price nice where i get my weed at
mary hang around me in the brownie
or tea, wrap bubba kush till i’m blowed g
magic ‘clova, coli dosha, krypto, happy smoke or that mota
if you toke up, you know my lingo
i light these trees like my name chris kringle
off the stove, knifes dro, purple high stoned smoke til i choke
hollands hope hypno on high road
i light it quick, burn it slow
super silver, load up the bowl
i keep the flame on till my weed glow
[verse 3: doe boy loc]
d-mn let me get that back
go ahead and grab the jar but there’s no more zags
hot boxing champs, really who wanna match
spark the tip off the doobie just like it was a match
disinigrate b.h.o., who got the wax
who got the bomb, homie don’t tax
im feeling right, hit it twice
hogs breath, dutch treat, northern light
[verse 4: iyronic]
just lit the last zag and we out of blunt wraps
make each hit count, hit twice and p-ss back
feeling like shaq, so high where’s the snacks
but doe wanna smoke more so im cool with that
i’m a professional dro rolling medical smoke a quarter
holdin’ till it’s smokin’ eating on some edibles
now im stuck with a roach but its all good though
throw it in the bowl, light-tro, start the bong show…
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