Hodgy - BKLYN lyrics
[Hodgy - BKLYN lyrics]
Just another day in the life (Hodgy Beats)
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
It's crazy when you have a vision isn't it?
Chef Boyar nigga
Back up in the kitchen with it
Like what a witted fitted
Oh why you actin' timid
These are with lots of lemon or
A regal box of tinted
I hold the grahams I'm not
Talkin' bout the cracker
Ask my grams when you smoke
One it'll relax ya
Mary Jane a muscle relaxer
Had enough of these bastards
Blow a half worth like man my calf hurt
You smokin' bad dirt
Where all that stress come from?
Son you look mad worse
Weed will get it off your shoulders
Pin and pad works wearin' a fucked up move
Like a plaid skirt
I got this kid up is gave cash a cash shirt
Before I left asked her about
The organic OG mask dirt
She was so high my question
Slipped right passed her
The moral of my story is these good greens
I smoke myself to sleep and have a good dream
(dream, dream)
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta yeah, oh oh oh
Gotta lot ta, weed to smoke
(to smoke, smoke, smoke, Wolf Gang, smoke)
Smoke, ha ha smoke
I got them grams i got that hash
I got the keef it's all up in my bowl
I'm ready to roll (weed) up
And then we gonna' smoke nigga we chillin'
Nigga we chillin'
We ain't trippin' on ya'll bitch ass niggas
Fuck ya'll niggas suck my dick up
Wolf Gang bitch where the fuck my weed at?
Hodgy Beats thelonious Martin collaboration
I don't really fuck with
Many producers and shit
Because ya'll mother fuckers just
Want a tight mother
Fucker to get on ya'll mother fuckin' track
And you know you just want it to be hot
But this mother fucker works hard
Right here feel me 2012
Wolf Gang bitch
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
It's crazy when you have a vision isn't it?
Chef Boyar nigga
Back up in the kitchen with it
Like what a witted fitted
Oh why you actin' timid
These are with lots of lemon or
A regal box of tinted
I hold the grahams I'm not
Talkin' bout the cracker
Ask my grams when you smoke
One it'll relax ya
Mary Jane a muscle relaxer
Had enough of these bastards
Blow a half worth like man my calf hurt
You smokin' bad dirt
Where all that stress come from?
Son you look mad worse
Weed will get it off your shoulders
Pin and pad works wearin' a fucked up move
Like a plaid skirt
I got this kid up is gave cash a cash shirt
Before I left asked her about
The organic OG mask dirt
She was so high my question
Slipped right passed her
The moral of my story is these good greens
I smoke myself to sleep and have a good dream
(dream, dream)
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta weed to smoke
Gotta lot ta gotta lot ta yeah, oh oh oh
Gotta lot ta, weed to smoke
(to smoke, smoke, smoke, Wolf Gang, smoke)
Smoke, ha ha smoke
I got them grams i got that hash
I got the keef it's all up in my bowl
I'm ready to roll (weed) up
And then we gonna' smoke nigga we chillin'
Nigga we chillin'
We ain't trippin' on ya'll bitch ass niggas
Fuck ya'll niggas suck my dick up
Wolf Gang bitch where the fuck my weed at?
Hodgy Beats thelonious Martin collaboration
I don't really fuck with
Many producers and shit
Because ya'll mother fuckers just
Want a tight mother
Fucker to get on ya'll mother fuckin' track
And you know you just want it to be hot
But this mother fucker works hard
Right here feel me 2012
Wolf Gang bitch