Alex Davis - No Preference lyrics

[Hook: Alex Davis] I ain't never ever been picky with the sticky icky Smoking Ricky Williams, got me running all around my city Shawty it don't matter if you roll that right Just bring me something i can put this weed inside Dutchies, Swishers, Backwoods I got no preference Redbone, yellowbone, white girl I got no preference Bong rips, bubblers, bowl packs I got no preference Pa** em all around and we'll get high sh**, ain't no stressing [Verse 1: Alex Davis] Sun round here Down south where I'm from Fun nights shared done f**ed up my funds Fly like Leer, ay I might not sound sincere When I give compliments But that's cause frankly I don't f** with sh** A lot of n***as run away and then run they lips I heard ya ex got my dick on her bucket list I heard ya new p**y smell like Grabba-Leaf Man I just can't stand living averagely I pack down the weed as I'm diving through dimensions Instances come and go, so i blow and get lifted Since the young king was a jit, needed incense To mask the thick stench, upon mom's entrance, stanking (stanking) In tune my instincts, balling like Ben Simms I need these benjis, thank you (thank you) If you wish me well, shouts to you Came up on a band down a wishing well, Hallelu- Yahhh trick yahhh, get the f** up out my face We having a sesh tonight, just bring whatever, roll it great Instruments of all varieties Wraps you know we've got like every kind So all I ask of you is please, oh, please Bring some grade-A and roll it right, not too tight We fill the joint 'til it is a finger Hit the gla** like my name Dikembe Wood pipe if it is presented Splitarillo if the sh** extended This vaporizer got me feeling splendid So, it don't really matter yo I'm with it [Verse 2: Dookie] Dookie always been a stoner If you got some good kush, I'm the designated roller Twist it up before your high a** can find a light I been smoking Dutches all night I know a lot of ya'll prefer Backwoods, but I ain't got no type I might vape a little in the morning, roll up a white boy for work Keep a few bongs in the studio, and all them b**hes got percs I ain't talking about pill popping, thats perculation I got that medical like I'm a patient I'm running through packs, you would think that I'm racing Smoking like it's an occasion Don't hit my line bro, I don't sell anymore Smoking it all by myself now, I can yeah I'm making the dough Ain't sh** put that on my chest though, 100