Kris Kirkpatrick lyrics

[Hook: Wavy Jone$]
b*tch I'm smoking out, b*tch I'm smoking out
I'm rolling up a pound, blowing up a cloud
b*tch I'm smoking loud, b*tch I'm smoking loud
I can't hear a sound, how you like me now?
b*tch I'm smoking out, b*tch I'm smoking out
I'm rolling up a pound, blowing up a cloud
b*tch I'm smoking loud, b*tch I'm smoking loud
I can't hear a sound, how you like me now?

[Verse 1: Wavy Jone$]
I pull up on the block f*ck yo b*tch, f*ck yo b*tch
I just quit my job f*ck that sh*t, f*ck that sh*t
I don’t need your money I got hits, I got hits
I don’t need your pus*y I got wrist, I got wrist
I don’t want your name up on my work, on my work
I don’t want the fame I want the purp, want the purp
I just want your face don’t wanna flirt, don’t wanna flirt
Smoked 100 blunts I’m not on earth, not on earth

[Hook: Wavy Jone$]
b*tch I'm smoking out, b*tch I'm smoking out
I'm rolling up a pound, blowing up a cloud
b*tch I'm smoking loud, b*tch I'm smoking loud
I can't hear a sound, how you like me now?
b*tch I'm smoking out, b*tch I'm smoking out
I'm rolling up a pound, blowing up a cloud
b*tch I'm smoking loud, b*tch I'm smoking loud
I can't hear a sound, how you like me now?
[Verse 2: GHOSTEMANE]
Callin my phone, you never picked up before
Think I'ma pick up my phone? I don't think so
Drown in the moat I'll pull up in a boat and this how it'll go
I'll say a prayer to the devil below
Hand of the SAWN drags you below
Hand to the chest beg for your soul
You was a sheep now you slave to the goat
Slaughter the sheep, never a need
Makin me count while I'm tryin to sleep
Pour me the lean, dump it all over your dreams
Dreamin and talkin so deep, f*ck witta kreep
In the dirt you sleep, Schema that clique
No need for the beef, pass me the weed
Hit it then use it to burn everything down on your street

[Outro: GHOSTEMANE]
b*tch I'm trippin now like I'm fallin down
I can hear them colors I can see them sounds
b*tch I'm trippin now like I'm fallin down
I can hear them colors I can see them sounds