BVDLVD - Smoke Up lyrics

[Intro] Pull up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Man, I get too lit, a'ight What? Hold up, yeah, yeah Mattu put me on Man, I get bare noddy Man, I get bare lit, lit, lit Smoke up the bongy (Pull up) Smoke up the bongy [Hook] Ye-Ye-Ye-Yeah, I sleep good at night (Night, what?) Yeah, yeah, I get bare noddy (Yessir, that's head) Yeah, I get too lit (Too lit) Smoke up, smoke up the bongy A-A-A-All you man just pricks (You're a prick) Y-Y-Yeah, your flow's too sloppy (Too slop, too slop-op-op) Man are too sick (Sick), too sick Yeah, man, I move godly (I'm a god, yeah, y-yeah) [Verse 1] A-A-A-And if I wanna plug my guy (Plu-Plug) He shouldn't get pissed if I charge him And if it w-And if it was a gamе of size (Oh, God) Soon you'd come to realisе your plans got shafted T-T-Take piss and your face get clarted Me and my b*tch in the Wraith, get blasted, man I-I-I'm so high, I got planted This that new BVDLVD sh*t I tel-tel-tel-tell a man I'll bill it, I bill it but I can't bill it Because it takes me actually fourty minutes That's a minimum, you can fu*k off your opinion I'm sick of the, sick of the, sick of the, sick of the, sick of 'em Ah, man ain't no civilian PUNK!'s about to hit the fifth M, five million Uh, so, who's sleeping good, now? Yeah [Hook] Ye-Ye-Ye-Ye-Ye-Yeah, I sleep good at night (Night, what?) Yeah, yeah, I get bare noddy (Yessir, that's head) Yeah, I get too lit (Too lit) Smoke up, smoke up the bongy A-A-A-All you man just pricks (You're a prick) Y-Y-Yeah, your flow's too sloppy (Too slop, too slop-op-op) Man are too sick (Sick), too sick Yeah, man, I move godly (I'm a god, yeah) [Bridge] Yeah, I sleep good at night And I get bare noddy Yeah, I get too lit Smoke up, smoke up the bongy All you man just pricks Yeah, your flow's too sloppy Man are too sick, too sick Yeah, man, I move godly Yeah, yeah, yeah, b*tch (Yeah) [Verse 2] Y-Y-Yeah, yeah, w-w-w-w-what you smoking, G? (What you smoking?) Is it loud-loud or you just gassing me? I-I-I buss a Maggie from the bossman, £3.50 I'm a 3/5 away from a tragedy I actually got the whole scene mad at me That's a BODLOD with a hot bod, badder B Factually, I got lots for my family And if you chatting sh*t, I got the mandem like the cavalry Smoke up, smoke up Y-Y-You could get fu*ked with a pole aiming straight at your head like Pull up, pull up I-I-I'm so fu*ked up off of drugs and I'm still getting paid like Get paid, that's right P-P-Pocket getting fatter, need a bag and my wrist iced Yeah, could need my b*tch and a blunt, hit 'em same time Ma-Ma-Man, I'm up next, I heard it through the grapevine [Hook] Yeah, I sleep good at night (Night, what?) Yeah, yeah, I get bare noddy (Yessir, that's head) Yeah, I get too lit (Too lit) Smoke up, smoke up the bongy A-A-A-All you man just pricks (You're a prick) Y-Y-Yeah, your flow's too sloppy (Too slop, too slop-op-op) Man are too sick (Sick), too sick Yeah, man, I move godly (I'm a god, yeah, y-yeah) [Outro] Yeah, I did this whole song while high as fu*k