Taylor Swift

[Intro - Gangsta Blac & Lil Slim] Yeah where the motherfuckin' Swishas at Slim? God Damn motherfucker We smokin' out Where the Swishas at huh? Smoke some with me huh Green with me huh ??? Puff puff pass nigga Puff puff pass Nigga! [Bigg Baby] I'm Bigg Baby don't fuck with these packs It's heart attacks, what they be givin' I can't handle that, the fat sacks I will smoke with you, if you got that Or some Cognac 'Cause it's gon' make you feel good Blac You heard that So if you with it holler Dig that or get back Befo' I hit you with the chrome strap The click-clack on yo back Don't want, confusion From you son, I need none You give me reason for action I don't play dumb You don't want none of this shit I'm gon' give Bitch trip, guaranteed you won't live Did yo heart skip, .44 chrome To pump fear Don't cry now trick, like Johnson & Johnson No More Tears Yeah I gone and moved on Hooked up with Gangsta B CEO of the Taylor baby B-I-G-G Baby Come smoke a motheruckin' blunt with me I'm stayin' way more high than I'm supposed to be Shit! [Hook - Gangsta Blac] Oh won't 'cha Smoke a motherfuckin' blunt with me Oh won't cha Smoke a Swisha full'a green with me Oh won't cha Smoke some shit that'll get me high you see Takin' off my coat Clearin' my throat [Swishaface / Big O] ??? Takin' off my coat Bust a Newport As I inch to Big Chuck He gon' roll it like a rug Think I'm on the lot, 20s twistin' Them hoes heard that nigga big pimpin' Lil Memphis Hit the back of the club with them blunts The hot-heads, sippin' Absolut Getting crunk, Indo stalker Blunt quitter in toss it up No families Just representing big bucks No luck, down in Tunica Make some room for us ??? makin' moves Nigga keep up, you ain't rough enough Nigga smoke the blunt Big O behind mirro' tint Gettin' bent, watch the next ??? GB keep the best Nigga picture me rollin' In that Lexus, rollin' hunnids Laid back blunted Slobbed out 20s Watch me flaunt it Feelin' dandy Smoke with Randy Dazed in nations Smokin' J's [Hook] [Mongotti] Bap-Bap-Beep-Bop-Boop Boppa-diddy-Oh It's that nigga Mongotti Y'all couldn't love Gimme the pine, I'll throw rhymes That make you shit in yo draws Puff-Puff Cough-Puff There and I call Then mark my clothes ??? Hittin' no stripper 'less they took out the blunts Though I suppose Give me the Swisha, split and stuff it And watch me twist it up Who got the lighter Ain't no lighter? Aw mane fuck! [Mongo] If you can fire this blunt up Then listen to Mongo to be freaker Now turn the track up While I inhale Chiefer through niggas speakers Guaranteed to get you hyper So grab yo lighter Start the fire And push big Pete on the track And relax and just get higher Now nigga come and smoke some herb with me Nigga come and meditate and calm yo nerves with me Head to the sky because they got just what I need Strictly green, known for teein' That's that light green shit [Hook] [Zed Zilla] How we go Swallow yo nose Feel the blows and elbows See with Zed, have yo ass Opened up twenty-fold And you can fuck with the man Who be high than that airplane And I can walk through the sand Without been touched by that rain I deliver and spit And nigga I dig into shit for tracks Pass me the blunt Watch how quick I pass it back Now around I don't fuck But we can still get buck Is that cool with y'all nigga? (Huh nigga what?) [Hook] [Slaughter] Now all my blunts say Rest In Peace To my nigga TY I wanna get so h-iz-igh To produce the anger I got inside Junkie, no l-iz-ie I slap my thumb down my Swisha With precision Gotta have it blown 'Fo I start my mission No need for medical attention My eyes turn red, they glisten Why do I get high? Tell you nigga if you listen It helps me think Improves my sight Takes my mind on a flight Keeps my rhymes tight Helps me sleep at night On that white When I wanna keep it hype and crunk But specialise on that skunk So gimme that green in lumps [Cousin Pete / Rico] Got my Zippo lighter and I'm ready to fire Swisha Sweets is the treats for me tonight Hit the club with my thugs Just keeping it real Gangsta Blac, Crooks For Life Do you know the deal? I split the Swisha if I must I roll the blunt until it's stuffed Then I pass it around to all my niggas Smoked out, choked out Just keepin' it real [Hook] [Lil E?] My mentals chugging like a choo-choo Gon' fuck you up like "doo-doot The blunt-blowin' bandit Who's standing right hear with you Too thick for me to see through This funk is just like "doo-doot" My head is off my shoulder I'm older than I used to Feel stronger than a monster Just mobbin' with the youngster The Gangsta and his family The cousin took me under That shit it got me itchin' That dope, it keep me twisted They fussin' and cussin' But nigga I don't listen [Gangsta Blac] I smoke a pound to that Keep me back in track But this ain't used to that Grab a smoker sack And watch that air get full Of Bobby Black 'Cause I can't help it The best of real, I smoke it daily ??? Green leafer, you like it? I don't like it neither I'm used to choking Swishas Roll it, tape it down beneath-a Put me where they throw it Chop it, put it down and stow it Fix it up a pound And hit it fo' it hit the public I smoke 'till I can't smoke no mo' They say "ah you choke the dope? You lose the dope" [Hook]