Young Thug, T-Shyne - Smoke a Joint lyrics

Smoke you a joint, smoke you a joint
Fuck all the cunts, do what you want
Fuck being cool, rather be blunt
Dripping at school, cheetah Saint Laurent
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Smoke you a joint, snort you a line

Bought her a wig, now she the
Move with the kid until you lit
Now that you lit, spider the wrist
And it's legit and I won’t switch
Pull out the Bentley, pull out the Jag'
The xans not bad, I've got in my bag
The key to my jewelry, no
Ain’t going out bad
Longway from Frosted Flakes
Now I'm in the Maybach grinding like skates
Fuck her outside, right in the cut
Fuck on a slut, got a big butt
Ten on the crutch, make her lil' legs shake
Hit it and and anytime I'm late

Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Smoke you a joint, snort you a line

All these racks in rubber bands
In my Comme des Garçons pants
And I got bad bitches with me, man
And they all married like it's
Part of the plans oh, I got the perky
The syrupy and I got the Tarzans
Oh, I got the James Bond edition
The Mazi is off land
Oh, I got the steady camera
'bout to fuck this bitch from the back
Oh, I had to break it down from a brick
Now it's all nicks
Burnt the street, I got that K
What's concerning me?
Hopped out the Porsche and I turnt beast
Hopped out the Porsche and I turnt beast
I went to war with the opps
I had the big ol’ extend on the Glock
Shawty, you a freak, she subpoenad my cock
What goes on with us, it stay in the dark
Yeah
I put on my bitch and I put on my dawgs, yeah
The Tesla at the house and
It’s still on the charge, yeah
I fuck on a bitch and I fucked on her mom
Yeah i'm a old man and falling in love, yeah
Show me love, popping this bubbly
I been in Dublin, shawty wanna rub me
Shawty wanna lust me, shawty wanna fuck me
I been in a rush and I can’t get nothing

Smoke you a joint, smoke you a joint
Fuck all the cunts, do what you want
Fuck being cool, rather be blunt
Dripping at school, cheetah Saint Laurent
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Smoke you a joint, snort you a line

Ain't no new friends, Mazi in
We gon' run up them M's
Started hustling Timbs
Stomp him out in my Timbs
And get bent like a brim
Ain’t no reason with them
Money ain't make them
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Light your blunt, light your blunt
Always keep your fire, always keep your fire
Know some niggas doing years
They ain't crying 'bout time

Smoke you a joint, smoke you a joint
Fuck all the cunts, do what you want
Fuck being cool, rather be blunt
Dripping at school, cheetah Saint Laurent
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Snort you a line, snort you a line
Smoke you a joint, snort you a line