Smoker Face

I blow it by the o yea bitch

Cudi wassup nigga we should smoke after this real shit

Uh quality weeds in it
They tell me you dont get to die twice so the high life we living

Throw parties with bad bitches the cribs so foggy its hard to see in it

Got girls that wanna go places scared to show up with me
They say Im bad for they image

Oh well I roll up another l
You thinking you got the bomb a real smoker can tell
Only drink gin when I f**ks with the liquor
And only smoke joints I dont f**k with the swisher
Stayed the night once now she done smoking swishers
And I aint passing shit I dont f**k with you niggas cause
Im smoking by my lonely
Everyone else tired high
Im rolling up watching family guy
Finna call spitta he the only nigga that can smoke how I smoke
Known as mister blow it by the o

I never hold it
Puff puff pass
And keep the roach if you smoke it last
A nigga loaded looking for another drink but I already rolled it

Chop show me that
And nigga my credit good in every neighborhood

Loan me dat
You probably be where the lames and them phonies at

Poor thing Im used to rolling up and smoking the whole thing

Them otha niggas claim and saying that they get
High and leave it with all kinds of seeds
Probably why you hit it and get the smoker face
This aint loud this a noise complaint

Smoke like I got a point to make
Thats why every time you see me got a joint to bake
Tell me dog bring his own in case you need a reminder
Mister blow it by the

Yeah bitch