Album: Blue Dream & Lean 2 (2015)

Smoked Out Dabbed Out

[Verse 1:]
Show up with them bags, full of them bands
High on alert, I'm high as a kite
Hoes on the couch, my niggas faded
This shit is crazy, I'm bout to set off in this bitch
Hollywood hills, the money is real
Coke in your nose, table of blow
10 car garage, nowhere to park
Ratchet bitches love to walk
Fine ratchet bitches, tall light skin with red hair
Gucci slippers, [?] they wear pad
We fuck get high like Lenny and Yoko Ono
Will I remember you tommorow, that's something I don't know

[Hook:]
Smoked out, dabbed out, all my homies passed out [x3]
Smoked out, leaned out, living with them [?]
I'm on the dab slumped up
I'm on the dab throwing up
I'm on the dab all these bitches
I'm on the dab smoked out

[Verse 2:]
20 racks, blowing bands
First class, big planes
Fly ho, from Instagram
What you know, been a fan
You all in the gram, you blowing it up
I came in her mouth, I'm throwing it out
What did you think, I'm worth 20 mill
Hollywood hills, the money is real
Xanax and liquor all in my system
[?]
All of my niggas is dabbed out bout to shut this shit down
Fire alarm, the neighbors is hating, the neighbors is hating
I offered her liquor, she offered me shrooms
I'm fucked

[Hook]