Lite Fortunato, Nino Juice Sensei, Blonco - Tree Smoke lyrics

[Lite Fortunato, Nino Juice Sensei, Blonco - Tree Smoke lyrics]

Shawty say she really wanna fuck with me
Yeah i been sippin' just to
Kill some fuckin' dreams, yeah
What you need? I got grams up in my sock
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
Yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
'Til it's to her, on your fuckin' bitch yeah
I'm a short nigga, really fuckin' tall hoes

Gas in my trunk now, coke in my sock now
Baby, you should hold me down
Hundred on the highway, baby do it my way
Pounds like the dinner plate
Baby, we don't play it safe
Rolling up another one
Got your bitch rolling up another one
Yellow green be my remedy
We off that medicine
Almost crashed the whip while yo'
Bitch here was suckin' dick

Fuck a bank account
Young nigga count large amounts
If I'm off the bars
Let my bitch here do the count
If I'm off the bars
Here let my bitch do the count
Lookin' down at these niggas
Yeah they ain't amount to much
Yeah I'm in the trap
Yeah we do this shit don't give no fucks
Yeah I'm in the trap, do this shit
We don't give no fucks
Did you see yo' bitch on my
Snap? Then you know I fucked
All her friends at the crib
Know them hoes lappin' up

Shawty say she really wanna fuck with me
Yeah i been sippin' just to
Kill some fuckin' dreams, yeah
What you need? I got grams up in my sock
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
Yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
'Til it's to her, on your fuckin' bitch yeah
I'm a short nigga, really fuckin' tall hoes

All I smoke is tree smoke
But I get my sour diesel from the east coast
I be smokin' 97 like I'm Ebro
I get that lettuce with that
Turkey on that hero
Runnin' through hoes like I'm Jackson 'em
These niggas want drugs, I'm taxin' 'em
Bitches I cannot like acronyms
Money they come and I'm packin' it

And I just got me a package, ay
Broke off the weight with the packers man
Bitches they wanna come after me
Run through like athletes
Got this little bitch, her name Ashley
Didn't want me when i was ashy though
Look at me, the way I flex and I glow
If you want product meet me by the store
I got some O's, if your bitch want some blow
But you know what we doin'
I be icing like I'm on a fuckin' ski slope
Smokin' on that tree smoke
Don't fuck up your rio
Try and keep all your E bro
You know how we go get it from my amigo
I get it for cheap though gotta smoke chica
Fuck Puerto Rico, bring me my reefer

Shawty say she really wanna fuck with me
Yeah i been sippin' just to
Kill some fuckin' dreams, yeah
What you need? I got grams up in my sock
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
Yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
'Til it's to her, on your fuckin' bitch yeah
I'm a short nigga, really fuckin' tall hoes

Yeah, ay, tree smoke
Yeah yeah, all I smoke is tree smoke
OG Kush by the P, you know how we smoke

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