[Intro]
You are now listening to an Unlucky Thirteen production
[Verse 1: *67]
Smoke a blunt, the nigga know this song
S-smoke a blunt, the nigga know this song-ong
Don't hit me up, baby, I'ma do you wrong (No more)
I smoke pipes and I fuck with bongs
If you-if you don't smoke cones, we can't get along
If you-if you don't smoke cones, we can't get along (Enough)
Nigga soft as fuck
Got an M14, nigga, I'ma let it bust
I can't cuff a bitch, 'cause I don't know how to trust
Do not call me *67, baby, please call me Lust
Do not call me *67, baby, please call me-please call me Lust-Lust
[Verse 2: vaxt]
Bitch-bitch-bitches be mad 'cause they can't be us
Me and *67 smokin' gas, we smokin' on that Ru-Ru-Ru-Ru-Runtz
Pussies-pussies wanna smoke, when wе pull up, they gon' fold
And then hoes, thеy some snitches and they asking, like, who told?
I'm so fuckin' #GREED, you can hear it in my tone
All these pussies talkin' shit, but they typin' on they phone
VVS [?] you would think that shit is Chrome
Pussy talkin' tough, he a poser, he a clone