Notepad - Intellectual

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Sittin’ writing rhymes in my notepad

Louie messenger, True Religion on my bookbag

Yeezy on my feet, purple hair under my Louie hat

Tryna stay sober but I’m thinkin’ “where the smoke at”

Roll another blunt, where the kush at

Looking for a trip, I need two tabs

Bitch I’m on a roll, I need two flats

Woke up next morning thinkin’ “why the fuck I do that”

This acid on my tongue, this molly in my mouth

I’m smokin' on this loud, boy I ain’t comin' down

Shit I’m just havin' fun, that’s what I’m all about

I roll another blunt, I’m never runnin' out

Said I ain’t runnin' out, I bought the kushy by the pound

You rollin' Dutches, I’mma have to come and slap you out (bitch)

We smokin' Backwoods, I got Russian creams and dark stouts

I’m so motherfuckin' high, I’m bout to pass out

I was rollin’ off a flat, I’m bout to crash now

I need some xanny bars and some tabs now

I’m walkin’ into walls, stumblin' outta class now

Pro Tools actin' up, I’m just hoping it don’t crash now

In a foreign car, 250 on the dash now

With some foreign broads, titties and they ass out

I got blunts, weed, liquor, and some cash out

Drivin' so damn fast that I think I’m bout to crash now