Cigarettes on cigarettes, my think I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's I miss my cocoa butter I miss my cocoa butter
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think it's I my cocoa butter kisses I miss my cocoa butter
Okie dokie, alky keep it like Thor lil bro Or go blow the loudy, saudy of sour saudi up off peyote, wilding like that coyote If I sip any henny, my belly just be outtie up inside a huggy, starsky & hutch a dougie I just up the pack in an hour I'll ash my lucky she just yelling "fuck me", two weeks she'll be yelling fuck me Used to like cassette tapes with Timmy, Tommy, and Chuckie And chuck e. pizzas, Jesus pieces, sing Jesus love me Put Visine inside my eyes so my would fucking hug me Oh generation above me, I you still remember me My Afro look just like daddy's, y'all taught me how to go (blam!)
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my think I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think dank I miss my cocoa kisses I miss my cocoa butter
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my think it's dank I miss my cocoa kisses I miss my cocoa kisses
I Smoke a little something but I don't inhale, that I go, everywhere They be asking hows it going, say the goings well, go figure, light skinned Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all to the god, god knows a pro, he's a pro like cointel, check, check mate, check me Take me to the bedroom, let you me well, I mean normally, you see Norma jean wouldn't kick it with phil, but these kids these days, they get so High, burn trees, chlorophyll, 'til they can't feel shit, shit-faced it, 15 hits on this l elevated, train, and the craziest Thing, got me feeling like Lauryn hill, miseducated, my dick Rap bill bellamy, they said I shoulda made it, probably shoulda been dead or in jail Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz, asshole, absinthe up in class Are we there ice cubes in a bong, we're brain dead, take a tug and then pass
I we all addicted Yeah, I we all addicted though, I think we all addicted I think we
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my think I stank I got burn holes in my memories, all my think it's dank I miss my cocoa kisses I we all addicted
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama I stank I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my homies think dank I miss my butter kisses I my cocoa butter kisses
I could a flow, pitter patter with a patter pitter Two seats used to be in a jalabiya and a Trying not to be addicted to a groupie I ended up on an album cover in a You see, I be still a god but a You be flowing about and a uzi That's the new principle, I'mma be about some hoes Sometimes I'mma make a movie And it come to rapping fast, I'm the higgs boson And though my freakish I could still break your body down to five pieces like I did Cause I'm to the craft and I be off a OG me, I'm the obi-wan kenobi of the dope see Never scared of mean spirits, methamphetamine Cooler like I'm codeine, low key Don't be so judgmental, even though I'm If I know what I miss is Ima end up figuring out that home And my mother and my grandmother cocoa butter This is just a testament to the ones that me The that I praise and I'm thanking I em but the chronic all up in my clothes And I wanna get a hug, and I can't cause I'm too old for a spanking, igh
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my momma think I I got burn holes in my my homies think it's dank I miss my cocoa kisses I think we all
Cigarettes on cigarettes, my mama think I I got burn holes in my hoodies, all my think it's dank I miss my cocoa kisses I miss my butter kisses