My Smokin Song Lyrics by Lil' Wyte

My Smokin Song Lyrics

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    This is my smokin' song
    It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done
    Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on
    Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky
    But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry

    [Lil' Wyte]
    Check it out I roll with Swisher Sweets
    And all day long I'm down to smoke
    When it comes to chiefin' dope
    Its got to be dro to make me choke
    What's the word up on the low
    I'm a let you know soon as I hear
    That dro gone take a few hours
    But I got hook ups on that pure
    What you want player What you need
    Comes to you no stems or seeds
    Twist it up just as quickly as you get it and you will see
    Swisher Sweets and greenary
    Gone leave you floatin' like the sea
    Carribean Islands where I find them dope dealers supplin' me
    I got no time for yo bullshit
    When you say you ain't got my goods
    Check yo references and find out I'm reliable in the hood
    Give me bab I wish you would
    You'll see just how Lil' Wyte work
    Say you pushin thunder chicken
    Bag it up let's watch it twurk
    If it's some dirt, then you'll get no cheese in return when I come back
    The only reason I do that
    Is to get a refund on my stack
    But if its fire I'm comin' back
    To get some mo and that's a fact
    Bet's the believe it's got to be goody goody green
    That's where it's at

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    This is my smokin' song
    It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done
    Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on
    Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky
    But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry

    [Lil' Wyte]
    So you got a quarter key of some that California chronic
    If its fire I'm jumpin' on it
    And if it ain't I'm bouncin' off it
    It ain't no profit comin' back
    A big ole bag of Bobby Brown
    Soon as get that shit I'm Frayser bound
    And down to smoke a pound
    I never frown as long as that Mary Jane is all up in my system
    Too bad you miss them What
    Them six blunt that we turned to victims
    Its on again
    Like you got a two liter coke and a fifth of Hen
    Steppin' in everywhere you go fallin' down
    Cause you ten seats in the wind
    Throwin' up nothin' but liquer and bud
    Slow ya roll dog you to fuck up
    You gone end up like the rest of them fools
    Face down in the flo' cause you got to buck
    I got some problems just like you do too
    But there's always tommorrow
    We'll both solve em'
    Pass me the blunt I'm gettin tired of hittin on this bottle
    It's almost over for me and you
    My ass about to pass out
    One mo thing before I go
    Never mind just put that fuckin' dope out
    I'm smoked out
    And there ain't no way I'm gone keep on a going
    I should of been in bed a long time ago
    I know it

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    This is my smokin' song
    It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done
    Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on
    Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky
    But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry


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