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Smoke With Me

from 420 by Kinderr & JoeCat

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idk what I'm more excited for.
the bowl or the verse
the joint or the bong
or gravity in reverse

the inevitable, apprehend the medical
I'm staying reupped like my doctors gon mental
prescribed the eccentric
electro magnetic
high off my supply when money never running dry
entitled to the throne,
Like an heir unknown
blood flowin down the mic
ice cream cone

straight to the top
talking one percent
kill what I eat
something you can prevent
our plug to the outlet
charge you faster
9 volt chains just to mock our masters
still tee off on the green
we chief the LB
pillow fight full of nugs
then we watch them hoes chief
ask me where I'm at
when they know I'm in the stu
only losing sleep for all the money coming soon
talent to the roof
with an unmatched groove
I hope you take notes next you up in the booth
fuck what you say
if what you sayin and shit
always talking out your ass
like a grungy ass synth
bitches hit me up
even with a boyfriend
always come around
where they get the notion
way she tease, so mean I flee
poppin up on me like another gram of tree

we can go till the morn,
we can go till
we can go till the morn,
we can go till

if you smoke with me
we can go till mornin
im talking hit this please
come with me, let's ride
if you ain't with you the motions
we can go till morning
you ain't looking for nothin
I can see you that you up to something


tryna kick it off when I'm leaning
then I'm back to from the valley, then the 3 - 6 -

one -- you know I'm talking osa
got em waiting outside
give a fuck if your late

pull up in my ride, blow the smoke to the sky
only live for the moment,
need air like Jordan
covered in green like I'm Edward Norton

break em off with a portion
then I'm back to recording

got a couple new things
that don't make a man
all them bills get you feelin that drink in ya hand
got me walking sideways, like a tilt - with a slant
got a pocket full of nugs, but I ain't selling the grams
walk around handing out crystals and gems
got the whole club packed
homie look at the stats
you be lucky if we leave with the roof intact
the aftermath of cash
is nothing to contrast

we can go till the morn,
we can go till
we can go till the morn,
we can go till

if you smoke with me
we can go till mornin
im talking hit this please
come with me, let's ride
if you ain't with you the motions
we can go till morning
you ain't looking for nothin
I can see you that you up to something

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from 420, released April 20, 2016

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