Budd Dwyer - Lettuce lyrics

[Hook] All my n***as high We be puffing on that loud x8 [Verse 1: Norman Atomic] You need to get up, get out and do something... (Psyche!) I spend all my time trying to get high Except during the day, that's when I'm trying to get paid If I ain't got no green, how the f** am I supposed to get green? Rolling the weed, blowing the weed Yeah, you know Throat full of smoke, choking on the fro b**h, you know I got oodles and oodles of f**ing o's and o's And if I'm really f**ing stoned I might give you a loan I need a zone, meaning I'm zoned the f** out Watching my weight, but I'm still gaining pounds Blowing on loud, that Boom, Bam, Pow Knock your a** out [Verse 2: Anthony Mars] All my hittas high, they be puffing on that loud When I'm on that lean I don't ever make a sound Ride around town with a pound underground Get it down don't frown when the cops come around Smoking and sipping, you know I stay pimping Got 33 birds like my name was Pippen They wishing I'm tripping about sh** I envision You got to be kidding about puffing that sticky You with me? Well, let me slow it down one time I'm on their minds, they realize the real lies between thin lines Bloody red eyes, smoking ounces I'm, ducking and faded, patiently waiting These pills that I'm taking, I'm chasing With 40oz. and vaping Nothing can save me That purp got me hazy I tell her look baby... [Hook]