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lirik lagu vic spencer - drywall steam

[intro]
(yo it’s your boy vic greenthumbs)
(and i don’t know if you hit the weed man)
(n~ggas out here f~cking with you dog you got to know that man)
(don’t be ever shooting yourself in the foot)

[verse]
ugh
put on the same clothes from yesterday
already know it smell like weed from the day before
my plug he got extra weight
and we smoke out the lungs it don’t take long
(not at all)
everything we smoke is the bomb
we be higher than the la mountains roll up to [?] canyon
its a drought on weed and my brother [?] is about to bring a cannon
(yeah)
[?] at the border with other countries
talking to the police with a truck full of trees
point to the water holes n~gga
we growing plants
creepy ass n~ggas we about to war with ants
check the score and see that i’m up and you will start to rant
b~tch ass n~gga check the size of your pants
sh~t so tight can’t put an ounce in your pockets
so you carry a man purse looking like you was adopted
(get the f~ck out of here)
i hate when suburbanites act hood
you just a goofy ass n~gga with a backwood
not my fault i’m a weed head
functioning adult
(that’s right)
i pay all of my bills in bulk and then tally up the rest
while i roll up whatever is left
two blunts worth i just rolled up one of the best
no shawn skemps should enter the mansion
we used to smoke skinny ass blunts while we was planning
now we live our our goals and our dreams still a work in process
i don’t have no service at brockfest
mother f~ckers always want to bring cheap sh~t to the session
(the f~ck is this dog?)
they wonder why me and the game never give them blessings
they wonder why they not on more vic spencer albums
(the f~ck out of here)
if your weed is censored then it’s childish
n~ggas ride around with scales they don’t trust the dealers
you can get robbed for 0.5 of the k!ller
you can never f~cking short me a gram, i eyeball everything
no homies around i get a drywall steam
you smoke bullsh~t then lie in your dreams
we take days off just to roll the firest of green
that’s a job in itself boy
the strictest one to smoke
i want all my opps smoking on their weed when they croak
i heard about the caper
i was chilling with my son at the oaks
hit this retail store smelling like dope
we gon’ get high for as long as i’m living
even when i’m dead please pass that sh~t to me while you’re chilling
(pass that sh~t dog)
plenty of blunts gon’ get smoked when i die
i mean chunks gon’ get rolled up and passed all around
i played the guessing game i said 475
wipe the tears from all of my n~ggas eyes
this a celebration of life
i’m not handicapped i can roll up
the swisher was thicker than a f~cking cold cut
non smoking buildings be b~tching you better be bogus back
i’m hanging out the window and my lady about to roll a sack
rolling that
(skrt)
(i know that weed that you was smoking that day too dog)
(you acting like a n~gga like me don’t be keeping it mother f~cking straight)
([?] vic greenthumbs be about that sh~t dog)
(i ain’t going to tell n0body though)

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