Smoke Supreme
Ultra Smoke
Yuh, yuh-yuh
Yuh, yuh-yuh
Yuh, yuh-yuh aye
Woo woo, bang
Bang bang bang
Yuh, aye, what, uh
I'm smoking that jungle, I'm feeling the breeze
I pop me a tab and I pop me a bean
This shit got me feeling like I'm Charlie Sheen
I'm geeked in the studio, can't go to sleep
I pop me a tab and I'm lit, go go gadget
I'm stacking this money I make it do backflips
My transactions digital, no need for plastic
That good LSD, molly water my habit
I'm smokin' exotic, got glory and profits
Got so many options, I'd rather not gossip
Codeine out the faucet, she reach for the cockpit
I told that bitch stop but she swipe to unlock it
Got grams in my pocket, got plugs for your socket
For bread and some profit, you want it, I got it
Designer my pockets, Burberry I'm shopping
Moms taught me the knowledge, want me go to college
If I'm being honest, I'd rather do molly
And stack up my profits off credit card fraudin'
Tell momma I'm sorry, this just how I'm rockin'
Off acid and molly, can't nobody stop me
I'm audibly off it, I'm fallin' unconscious
Proceed with some caution, I might have to vomit
I'm stumblin' fallin', looking so retarded
I just crashed the whip now I can't even start it
I'm smokin' that medical, packy from Mehico
Ounce of the federal, countin' the decimals
Scripts of the schedules, Xanax or Seroquel
Pop em like edibles, feelin' incredible
Commas they clerical, style uncomparable
Said he want Smoke with Supreme, that's hysterical
Beam to his spleen then proceed with the burial
Bang