Pizza Click - Herbicdial Maniac lyrics
[Pizza Click - Herbicdial Maniac lyrics]
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
A black watch on my wrist tells
Me the time of death
336 this dope man took his very last breath
When I get to stressing I start
Clicking on my murder weapon
I need that ink up in my lungs or
Else I send your ass to heaven
I ran up and this fool wouldn't drop it off
So now he's laying dead leaking
On the fucking sidewalk
There's a lot of dark stains in my hood mayne
Consider it a warning break yourself or
You will be the same
I took his stash and I burned
That shit in one night
Cruising to the woods so I could
Bury his body out of sight
The next day 5: 42 in the
Afternoon I start to get
The feeling that I need to get some dank soon
I got this fever that subsides
When I'm smoking reefer
When I'm sober I take bats at
Skulls like I'm Derek Jeter
I'm a fiend for the weed and
It makes me squeeze on
The trigger of the six shooter
In between your teeth
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
I'm coming hard full of dank
With the system cranked
I'm feeling nifty with some 50
50 in my drank the aroma of the room is
Such a comforting stank
I'm in and out the bank and when
I'm low I pull another gank
Yank as I pull the smoke
Up out the skunky blunt
What you want? Bong or bowl
I'm rolling up another junt
I'm packing the fattest tootie mack and
You bout to get lit
As I put some fire to the end of it
I let it rip on every
Trip I take to endo'Nesia
When I get baked I never take
A break or take a breather
I get my pay then reinvest it
In a pail of hey
Smoking ink and getting bunk that's
Just how the players play
I've come to the conclusion that
There is no other way
But to save the psilocybin for
A more important day
Smoked out shit is what I do
Pizza click is what I claim
Run with us or get run over
Like a buster lemon lame
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac
Break it off I want your stash
Break it off I want your stash
I don't-I don't need a mask
Of an herbicidal maniac