Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I′m aimin' at yo' skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin′ at yo' skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I′m aimin' at yo' skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin′ at yo' skull!
I need that B, that U, the D
The sticky-icky, yeah, that cabbage
I got to have it, I got a habit
Blowin′ in traffic
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with that pistol grip
Snort a little coke
Put that .30 to your head, then I let that bitch rip
′Cause you know that I'm out here, I'm grindin′ to get it
Kill me a opp, while I′m smoking on spinach
Blueberry kush how that spinach is scented
Shoot me a pussy, got time for no bitches
I need that weed, got an ounce for me
Blowing on the B, the L, the U, the N, the T (yah)
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin′ at yo' skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin′ at yo′ skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip (Uh)
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin′ at yo' skull! (Skull, hoe)
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip (Black $uede)
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin′ at yo′ skull! (Lil, uh)
Lil Uzi got a lil' fucking Gucci, what′s happenin'?
See, I be wrapping up Japanese weed just like it was some sushi
Getting high with them ratchet hoes, fuck them bougie bitches
Twistin′ up the blunt like it was a noose
She didn't know I beat the pussy up?
Leave ′em walking like a goose
I grabbed the knife, she hollered, "truce!"
I tied her tight, but she got loose
Smoking too much kill, terrorist fumes
Now I'm plottin' in the back of a hearse, smoking purp
Drinkin′ some lean, getting head just like a guillotine
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I′m aimin' at yo′ skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo′ skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I′m aimin' at yo′ skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo′ skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin′ with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I′m aimin' at yo′ skull!
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don′t love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo′ skull!
Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
