Budd Dwyer - $moke A $ack lyrics

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry] If smokin' weed makes you dumb Then why not get some brain when you smoke that blunt Run it up, fill it up, roll it up, light it up Pa** it over here cause I only hit it once Don't let it run I blowin' smoke rings while you b**hes overdosing on my nuts 2 bad b**hes [?] Yepp I harvest all my crystals like a [?] Look like diamond diamonds on my weed, it make my gore shine But it could be just the promethazine we painted on the [?] Slowly burnin', movin' slowly Hurlin' f** I'm f**ed up Eye's reder than the cherry paint on my f**in' car b**h please the way we movin' we ain't goin' far This that sh** that cheer your out, you was gettin' buck Smoked too much of that and all you can say is what the f** What the f** you look like my grandma This weed must be too good Shie sir, you buggin' me out Made me out you bought you some reggie bush Get the [?] So high I look like I just left the dentist Smokin' the weed that I bought from a chemist [Verse 2: $crim] Got a sack of that dope Smokin' that wet, a couple b**hes laid back Get it throat while I'm blowin' on that swisha Double cup, pour it up Take that Actavis and a swisha Got these b**hes catchin' [?] This that old school Triple 6 Yeah ridin' slab, been the corners Blowin' sacks of marijuana Poppin' pills, poppin' so much hit the dope till I'm in a coma Smoke a sack, smoke a sack, take that dope straight to your head Smoke a sack, smoke a sack, it's G*59 until I'm dead Backpack with that work, got that h**n or that coke 'Cane sack fat, got them grams dirty did with that work Backpack with that work, h**n or that c**aine Sack fat, got them grams dirty did with that work mayne