Album: Wilt Chamberlain: The Mixtape
Chorus 2x
I smoke kush and I pop bean
And I don't give a damn how you feel about me
I sip lean pure codeine
And I don't give a damn wat you say about me
I'm so iced up feel me up
I'm so kushed up dog I'm stuck
Sumbody help me I can't get up
I bought a whole pound
And I smoked da shit up
No more purp lets restore
Call da cush man tell him bring much more
We ask anotha 2 litter
We gon do four
I'm so drowzy I might snore
Chain so bright that you got a eye sore
If yu aint wanna fuck wat yu spend the night for
Pulled all da ho's
Dats wat I got da ice for
To win all da money
Is wat I shot da dice for
Leaned to myself
Damn I'm high
I rolled anotha swisha
I'm lookin for some fire
I'm dui we so drunk
Yo girl manned up
Wen she seen my trunk
Pussy nigga it's gucci
Chorus 2x
I smoke kush and I pop bean
And I don't give a damn how you feel about me
I sip lean pure codeine
And I don't give a damn wat you say about me
While yall sell ounces
Nigga I blow pounds
Pussy ass fuck nigga
Get tha fuck from round
Gucci class clown
Nigga you can laugh now
Neva back down east a-town
Boulder crest my stompin ground
I make sun valley proud
Me and throwback wat it do blood
We showin hood love
Nigga we some hood thugs
I'm hot I'm cold hood I'm street
So iced out check my new piece
Heart shaped diamonds baby heart aint sweet
Gucci frames on so I can't see
Gucci MVP, I bring dat heat
In my all white dump
Wit tha all chrome seats
Yeeeeaaa I'm on fire
Catch me in da hood
Drag racin for tires
Chorus 2x
I smoke kush and I pop bean
And I don't give a damn how you feel about me
I sip lean pure codeine
And I don't give a damn wat you say about me