Stoner, I'm a smoker, true
Smoke on, two, then smoke a few
Gon' make a play, then bust a move
You want gas, got that for you
I know niggas hate what they gon' do?
Might be with a bad, bitch, that's my boo
Don't got more than one, girl, that ain't true Lock your girl, I'm tryna cuff her too
Smsmokin' high as f*ck
Giraffe neck, don't f*ck with nuts
I like that neck, that make me cuss
That slurpy shit, that sloppy talk
My whole dick on it, and I am shocked
I love them thots, but chase that guap
These niggas talk, they talk and talk
I don't talk too much, I walk that walk
Believe that talk, yea right, they thought Popped out, doing good, them haters was salt
Get off, my dick, I'm packing this vault
These leech ass niggas, too easily bought
Kid Cudi lonely, stoner, blind
Rolled za up in this hemp, I'm fried
Got munchies rumbling up inside
I'm snacking on hot cheeto fries
Niggas said they f*cking with me and they lie
And we can't be frenemies, I'm ight
I'm ringin' plug, nigga you got all kinds F*ckboys in my way, don't want me shine
Niggas' main wanna, f*ck me, I'm that guy Boy said it was, f*ck me, I'm outside
I'm a let ya bitch, f*ck me, she gon' ride
Say f*ck it, that slide boy gon' bye-bye
Niggas say they it, but I don't feel that shit, though
Short king, but I do it big, these other niggas little
I keep shots up in extended clips, them boys tryna get them
Niggas think this shit a game, next thing the dog don't bit em
This thot sucked me so nasty, loved it
Wanna be my main tryin make me cuff it
Thought we was friends, what's wrong with that?
Tryin force some shit, chill back, relax
Stop tripping, throw that ass back
I'm digging, get that ass smacked
Nasty time, girl, I done smoked that pack
It's nasty time let's smoke some pack
Go getter , I go get them racks
Goofy niggas make me laugh
They gon' beef about everything instead of cash
Chasin' paper and got the skills and panashè
When you come out the dirt you have fun in the sand
I be working, can't see myself, I'm holding out my hand
Keep a firearm, niggas be doing too much playing
Put a switch on it, button hit, shit get the spring
Thank Lord Benji - Walk That Walk Lyrics
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English
Stoner, I'm a smoker, true
Smoke on, two, then smoke a few
Gon' make a play, then bust a move
You want gas, got that for you
I know niggas hate what they gon' do?
Might be with a bad, bitch, that's my boo
Don't got more than one, girl, that ain't true Lock your girl, I'm tryna cuff her too
Smsmokin' high as f*ck
Giraffe neck, don't f*ck with nuts
I like that neck, that make me cuss
That slurpy shit, that sloppy talk
My whole dick on it, and I am shocked
I love them thots, but chase that guap
These niggas talk, they talk and talk
I don't talk too much, I walk that walk
Believe that talk, yea right, they thought Popped out, doing good, them haters was salt
Get off, my dick, I'm packing this vault
These leech ass niggas, too easily bought
Kid Cudi lonely, stoner, blind
Rolled za up in this hemp, I'm fried
Got munchies rumbling up inside
I'm snacking on hot cheeto fries
Niggas said they f*cking with me and they lie
And we can't be frenemies, I'm ight
I'm ringin' plug, nigga you got all kinds F*ckboys in my way, don't want me shine
Niggas' main wanna, f*ck me, I'm that guy Boy said it was, f*ck me, I'm outside
I'm a let ya bitch, f*ck me, she gon' ride
Say f*ck it, that slide boy gon' bye-bye
Niggas say they it, but I don't feel that shit, though
Short king, but I do it big, these other niggas little
I keep shots up in extended clips, them boys tryna get them
Niggas think this shit a game, next thing the dog don't bit em
This thot sucked me so nasty, loved it
Wanna be my main tryin make me cuff it
Thought we was friends, what's wrong with that?
Tryin force some shit, chill back, relax
Stop tripping, throw that ass back
I'm digging, get that ass smacked
Nasty time, girl, I done smoked that pack
It's nasty time let's smoke some pack
Go getter , I go get them racks
Goofy niggas make me laugh
They gon' beef about everything instead of cash
Chasin' paper and got the skills and panashè
When you come out the dirt you have fun in the sand
I be working, can't see myself, I'm holding out my hand
Keep a firearm, niggas be doing too much playing
Put a switch on it, button hit, shit get the spring
Smoke on, two, then smoke a few
Gon' make a play, then bust a move
You want gas, got that for you
I know niggas hate what they gon' do?
Might be with a bad, bitch, that's my boo
Don't got more than one, girl, that ain't true Lock your girl, I'm tryna cuff her too
Smsmokin' high as f*ck
Giraffe neck, don't f*ck with nuts
I like that neck, that make me cuss
That slurpy shit, that sloppy talk
My whole dick on it, and I am shocked
I love them thots, but chase that guap
These niggas talk, they talk and talk
I don't talk too much, I walk that walk
Believe that talk, yea right, they thought Popped out, doing good, them haters was salt
Get off, my dick, I'm packing this vault
These leech ass niggas, too easily bought
Kid Cudi lonely, stoner, blind
Rolled za up in this hemp, I'm fried
Got munchies rumbling up inside
I'm snacking on hot cheeto fries
Niggas said they f*cking with me and they lie
And we can't be frenemies, I'm ight
I'm ringin' plug, nigga you got all kinds F*ckboys in my way, don't want me shine
Niggas' main wanna, f*ck me, I'm that guy Boy said it was, f*ck me, I'm outside
I'm a let ya bitch, f*ck me, she gon' ride
Say f*ck it, that slide boy gon' bye-bye
Niggas say they it, but I don't feel that shit, though
Short king, but I do it big, these other niggas little
I keep shots up in extended clips, them boys tryna get them
Niggas think this shit a game, next thing the dog don't bit em
This thot sucked me so nasty, loved it
Wanna be my main tryin make me cuff it
Thought we was friends, what's wrong with that?
Tryin force some shit, chill back, relax
Stop tripping, throw that ass back
I'm digging, get that ass smacked
Nasty time, girl, I done smoked that pack
It's nasty time let's smoke some pack
Go getter , I go get them racks
Goofy niggas make me laugh
They gon' beef about everything instead of cash
Chasin' paper and got the skills and panashè
When you come out the dirt you have fun in the sand
I be working, can't see myself, I'm holding out my hand
Keep a firearm, niggas be doing too much playing
Put a switch on it, button hit, shit get the spring
Writer: TyQuan Brown
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid