Sha Hef - Smokin' Lo lyrics

[Verse 1] My positions been in-scripted in a stone tablet Boss crafted from a lone fabric A known savage in my habitat Stay where the chicken and the cabbage at Smoking back to back like I got cataracts [?] the pressure, dope color Uncle Fester Stash the cheddar and Beretta in your mother dresser I took the b**h and I caressed her, felt the texture Took her mind and I inject her with my crooked lectures Pop 'em like a percocet when I squirt the Tec Bend his earth to get the perfect plex You n***as worthless, I'm Curt Hennig, Mr. Perfect Broke b**hes never f** with 'em, I been allergic My weed is louder than a hemmy though I'm off a gallon of that Remy [?] Machete on, quick to let that semi go And smokin' Lo, I'm still quick with the jabs Served your father when he was hitting that bag [Hook] Said I sold too many O's to be a hoes savior Word to blood, smokin' Lo Fraizer Got no love for a b**h, see my heart is like a froze glacier Told you before, smokin' Lo Fraizer I got a neck full of gold, cut a n***a with Ramone's razor You know the name, smokin' Lo Fraizer They ain't seen a n***a like me since Jesus in a cold manger What's my name, smokin' Lo Fraizer [Verse 2] Local n***a but the coke is Bolivian I smoke my lungs out to oblivion While jet skiing through the waters off the shore in the Carribean The slim b**h the color cinnamon You see I only touch the finest breeze Some fiji water, smoke the finest trees Purple labeled denim in designer V's I hit it once than I decline the fee's This b**h was necking me so long I swear to god I couldn't find her knees I take your b**h and I stroke her, roll up a fifty of oprah That's to the face, I'm a habitual smoker Got a b**h to blow a line of that c**a And now she love me like sosa Wrap it up then put it back in the chocha Need a b**h that's 'bout her money like Oprah And stack the chips like it's poker Stash the holster underneath the roper Stash the diesel underneath the sofa In case the foes rush, don't go nuts Just roll some more dope up [Hook] Said I sold too many O's to be a hoes savior Word to blood, smokin' Lo Fraizer Got no love for a b**h, see my heart is like a froze glacier Told you before, smokin' Lo Fraizer I got a neck full of gold, cut a n***a with Ramone's razor You know the name, smokin' Lo Fraizer They ain't seen a n***a like me since Jesus in a cold manger What's my name, smokin' Lo Fraizer