Wavy Jone$, GHOSTEMANE - Kris Kirkpatrick lyrics

Bitch I'm smoking out i'm rolling up a pound
Blowing up a cloud bitch I'm smoking loud
I can't hear a sound how you like me now?

I pull up on the block fuck yo bitch
I just quit my job fuck that shit
I don’t need your money I got hit's
I don’t need your pussy I got wrist
I don’t want your name up on my work
I don’t want the fame I want the purp
I just want your face don’t wanna flirt
Smoked 100 blunts I’m not on earth

Bitch I'm smoking out i'm rolling up a pound
Blowing up a cloud bitch I'm smoking loud
I can't hear a sound how you like me now?

Callin my phone you never picked up before
Think ima pick up my phone? I don't think so
Drown in the moat I'll pull up in
A boat and this how it'll go
I'll say a prayer to the devil below
Hand of the SAWN drags you below
Hand to the chest beg for your soul
You was a sheep now you slave to the goat

Slaughter the sheep never a need
Makin me count while I'm tryin to sleep
Poor me the lean
Dump it all over your dreams
Dreamin and talkin so deep fuck witta kreep
In the dirt you sleep sCHEMA dat click
No need for the beef pass me the weed
Hit it then use it to burn
Everything down on your street

Bitch I'm trippin now like I'm fallin down
I can hear them colors I can see them sounds