Project Pat
Smokin My Lungs Out
[Hook]
Smoking my lungs out
I'm just smoking my lungs out (x3)
I just stay high (high) (x8)
[verse 1]
Crumble down the kush, lets roll it up
Put the weed to the flame, lets fire it up
Don't put leaving none of these bitches, they lired up
All these n***as are Cali dog, they wired up
My pockets like Nappy Pur, its their naughty up
Unknown car come around my hood, like a junkie arm shotty up
Fuck these sluts, stack your bucks
I like ice, I like cream
Fallowing rides and bad bitches, popping pills and sipping lean
And we gon' smoke that peace pipe like King Mo Sabe
A n***a mask stay blowed 12 gauge shotty
I'm staying lit like a light bulb call me Edison
The weed mane like the doctor I need my medicine
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[Verse 2]
Studio session California weed blessing
Me and Lil Awree blowing gas and lit Ferrari
Some Khalifa Kush some of that OG mash
Keep our weed in jars, smoking bout a glass
Take a pool of some of this good
Riding foreign in the hood
My n***a just murked his bitch for riding foreign wood
Say it ain't so but my n***a that's how it goes
This loud got me turnt up like I'm on some blow
Ice on wrist got a gliss like I hustle snow
Start smoking now you ain't shit you lost your dough
Inhaling marijuana leaves like a vacuum cleaner
I love the sour lemon, I call it mustard green
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