Lynn Tolor’s Weed Stash lyrics
by Vic Spencer
[Verse]
Word
Uh
Yeah
In the business of offending people
Aka living and breathing
I swear to God we will never get even
Most of you n*ggas see me your head will start bleeding
I ain’t even did nothing this evening (Nothing)
I was just chilling minding my business
And mother f*ckers be blowing up my DM for business
And I wasn’t in a business suit I was cute though
I stay real loose bro
I had the loose square I got it from Brash
Hopped in his truck then I went to get the ass
Pumped the gas for my n*ggas
We blow on the gas with the b*tchеs
And any n*gga coming in my way is opposition
You ain’t got to listen
Because a n*gga chop еars and then sold them to the ear factory
All they heard was bass from the system
They wondering why Vic was in the system
I told the system like I was gonna be the biggest n*gga
The biggest n*gga came with the biggest Swishers
What you gon’ do with them?
I had a couple of drinks
Seen a couple of things
All these little chicks was a fling (Yeah)
Turn ons include moons and chicken tacos
That’s what she said to me
All I had to say was “Let’s go”
Took her right to the lake mode
You know what happened afterward, I just grabbed the herd
You know what n*ggas doing over east
Blowing peach
Mother f*ckers ain’t knowing me (Naw)
But I know their freaks
Imma bend them over
They never hang with your ass because you blow weed
And afterwards you n*ggas still be sober
(The f*ck, what the f*ck wrong with them n*ggas)
sh*t
I was homeless, jobless with no diplomas
I had five felonies until I know a b*tch judge
I bent her over, pulled out the big fudge
She’s like “What’s up”
I let her ass have it, now we cracking
Go ahead and expunge my sh*t
Imma have a big lunch with the chick
Mother f-
Word the f*ck up n*gga