Smoke Dza - Bamma Weed lyrics

rate me

Right, nigga I’m high of living, do what you do, high of living

Do what you do live how you live, ooh yeah, with your opinion

Probably caught into a come if you hit that ball

God bless the man if you just take ball

Yo, do it like we do, now we don’t believe, niggas on that cake to

We smoking til we dizzy, cush got bithc nigga

Chick like the ...

Flow bomb cuz been fly since tanga

Contraband left all my dress up

Backed up got extra more brake to get up

I hustle I ain’t let it know

Cuz way you nigga sleep? Money still briging up

So I’ll be zone this statistics

With my zone be niggas getting all this cabage

Cush God in a fizicle, smokeres pop original

Memebers are minimal

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

Lucy in the sky with diamonds feeling vibo

Close your eyes, its the glorios, get arrive with

This the way we stay high, stone and stay fly

Be redy for breakfast...hash swash for seconds

My reflection is force be...

Niggas all could be prayin, don’t need to wapping this innocent

...it’s five that minute, it’s been anoouced

In top you killing top million, all about the creap

Nigga can you hear me ?

Same nigga on the block, serving grams, getting nuts

What you thought, you was smoking that good?

I got this from an hour and now wait for seeing power

That’s the rolld albout trapping, only smoke what they drop it

Then they done it, pussy popem’

Sure stop ‚em, ZOMBI bitch

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

Lucy in the sky with diamonds feeling vibo

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

Lucy in the sky with diamonds feeling vibo

My swag but improvasing, some say that sex is a weapon

Keep sawnty round like she pregnant, since I have no felter on the plug I have no filtrer

On my mouth fell deliver we are dead I smell the moley like

Rude boy, chose I link a shut, shose I

I am on that new high, I’m just try to bloom a smile

These mamys said my eyes loco, I’m rolling solo

Take budda, ain’t no take aint no bang to your eyes

Cush got me sing a song to you, so what’s wrong with you

No get along with you, we sure living the letters

Smoke trees, fuck all my enemies

Since all my niggas are smoking good

My bitch from Hollywood, my niggaa round and good

Take a bullet on the crowded caugh

They cannot lose you, compose it so you can hardely talk

This I got it’s like I snap a light up

Not deviding us nigga

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

Lucy in the sky with diamonds feeling vibo

We’re on top no nigga don’t have us

Make sure it’s proper

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

We’re on top no nigga don’t have us

Make sure it’s proper

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

We’re on top no nigga don’t have us

Make sure it’s proper

Don’t give me no bambo wide

Don’t smoke that shit in that damn wild sit

We’re on top no nigga don’t have us

Make sure it’s proper