Killa Fonic
Sit Back And Smoke
Roll the blunts after blunts
Fuck the hoes, all the cunts
Me and my homies, drinkin jag
Puffin on, kush is back
Halla' back, young jizz
Police yelling: Please freeze!
Fried bitches, bending in the knees
Me and my gang, blowing tree's
Me and my wolf back kinda track, (click that)
Sista' be itchin , get your friss' back
I'm flowing high, i'm tippin' slow
Strugglin for the fast tho
Strugglin' for the past flow
With the bitch i'm living a new role
That fucking devil, draw my soul
I'm fucking bitches, hoes new hoes
Hypnotized by a mojo
Rolling rijees so, so
Riding in da hood like a rocco
Swagin' on like a fofo
This ain't no gun, issa mercedio
Romania motherfucker latino
I'm fresh as a motherfucker pimp bro
I'm Chemical like a dеmo
I'm gettin mo'
Smokin' on....
Call the cops, i'm killing bro
Chill the fuck down, go and smokе some mo'
Swerwing lava like i'm serving beats
Still gotta bless my mofka baby
Younga wild bitch
Younga mad bitch
Wanna meet my life gonna be so lit bitch
(I bette' sit back and smoke like a fucking jamaican
Das subliminal shit right there!
Where my bitches at?
Das wassup
Where my homies at?)
I got so much drama baby on my mind.... (Yeah)
I better sit back smokin on getting so high... (Yeah)
I got so much drama baby on my mind.... (Swagin' like a mfk, x2)
I better sit back smokin on getting so high... (x2)