Izze The Producer - Smokin My Lungs Out lyrics

[Hook] Smoking my lungs out I'm just smoking my lungs out (x3) I just stay high (high) (x8) [verse 1] Crumble down the kush, lets roll it up Put the weed to the flame, lets fire it up Don't put leaving none of these b**hes, they lired up All these n***as are Cali dog, they wired up My pockets like Nappy Pur, its their naughty up Unknown car come around my hood, like a junkie arm shotty up f** these s*uts, stack your bucks I like ice, I like cream Fallowing rides and bad b**hes, popping pills and sipping lean And we gon' smoke that peace pipe like King Mo Sabe A n***a mask stay blowed 12 gauge shotty I'm staying lit like a light bulb call me Edison The weed mane like the doctor I need my medicine [Hook] [Verse 2] Studio session California weed blessing Me and Lil Awree blowing gas and lit Ferrari Some Khalifa Kush some of that OG mash Keep our weed in jars, smoking bout a gla** Take a pool of some of this good Riding foreign in the hood My n***a just murked his b**h for riding foreign wood Say it ain't so but my n***a that's how it goes This loud got me turnt up like I'm on some blow Ice on wrist got a gliss like I hustle snow Start smoking now you ain't sh** you lost your dough Inhaling marijuana leaves like a vacuum cleaner I love the sour lemon, I call it mustard green [Hook]