Dutch Master - Smoking Weed With My Friends lyrics

[The Dutchmaster](verse 1) Grew up wit a mentality/like f** the opposition Tryna have more/ than just a pot to piss in So i'm pitchin/chrondo in my britches A/c blowin on my face/and the ba** hittin' And i'm fitted/crocodile on my fitted Been evicted/definately got victed Won't be a victim/go out and get dem Blowin' back chonic sack/wit my kin n' dem Memories of deceased friends/drinkin gin wit them Had beef with friends/drank with them and swang on them Twelve dollar 22/turn dutch orangutan Peach Ciroc/life's peachy cuz I got pot But lifes gon be b**hin'/ when I got clout And my a** gon be jukin'/ if the sh** drought And id be hoopin'/if i didn't get caught up wit life These retards shootin'/and I ain't tryna walk round at night I chuck the dueces/if I see you when im drivin' by sh**/I'm ridin' high/chronic/ popo they won't find I know they see it in my eyes/I know that they can smell the kind (hook) Smokin' brand names/ f**in' bad dames Drinkin' champagne..lampin' in the shade Rockin' j's/got expensive taste Bust my a** all week/so I be gettin' paid Going in for the fade/I had to tip a fin Stackin' in my shoe box/savin' for some rims I'm smokin' weed with my friends sh**/I'm smokin' weed with my friends (verse 2) Rap sweepstakes/listenin' to beat tapes Choppin' beat brakes/tweakin' like my weed laced Multiple weed strains/green shades Ya we blaze/pa** it like a relay Poppin' sh** off/ like this ebay J's came in today/ straight from eastbay Bittys hittin' up my line/ tryna see me Nasty little bittys/ tryna creep wit me Busted a** rappers/ owe me money Chillin' on the porch/ keep the reefer comin' I pray/ that the police ain't comin' Greencrack/ in my pack/ keep the weed fiend rushin' Got myself a spaceship/ and I'm taking off sh** I gotta get this money/ I was made to ball From the windown/ to the wall Skeet skeet skeet/all these b**hes fall