SHE LIKES THE WAY I SMOKE lyrics

[Verse 1]
I think back
To them days as a young fiend out
Late at night getting high with my family
Just a kid who don't know better
Smoking weed to ease the pressure
Gettin high by any means
Could give a f*ck about the weather
Stormy-stormy, nights
In those long Florida summers kick back
Smoke a sack and get burn
Like no other backpack
Fulla bud, fulla beer and fulla rubbas I be here
To get my di*k wet, I ain't worried bout a busta
Now where them f*ckin cluckas

[Verse 2]
I'm so high, I'm so high
I don't think I could die
I smoke that funk to feel more well
It helps to ease this world of lies
Cryptic mind with the visions of a psychopath
This day to day I f*ckin break
A busta thinking that he's safe
I blow the smoke up in his face
Ain't got no time to conversate
Get hit with funky sh*t
When baker stepping up in the place
It's the trio here to show you
What the bizz smoke a blunt
And get buck to this evil playa sh*t