Smoked Out Dabbed Out lyrics

by

Project Pat


[Verse 1]
Show up with them bags, full of them bands
High on alert, I'm high as a kite
Hoes on the couch, my n*ggas is faded
This sh*t is crazy, I'm bout to set off in this b*tch
Hollywood hills, the money is real
Coke in your nose, table of blow
10 car garage, nowhere to park
Ratchet b*tches, love to walk
Fine ratchet b*tches tall light skin with red hair
Gucci slippers, Victoria Secret, the red pair
We f*ck get high like Lenny and Yoko Ono
Will I remember you tommorow, that's something I don't know

[Hook]
Smoked out, dabbed out, all my homies passed out (x3)
Smoked out, leaned out, living with them [?]
I'm on the dab slumped up
I'm on the dab throwing up
I'm on the dab all these b*tches
I'm on the dab smoked out

[Verse 2]
20 racks, blowing bands
First class, big planes
Fly ho, from Instagram
What you know, been a fan
You all in the gram, you blowin her up
I came in her mouth, I'm throwing her out
What did you think, I'm worth 20 mill
Hollywood hills, the money is real
Xanax and liquor all in my system
Beaned up, man down
All of my n*ggas is dabbed out bout to shut this sh*t down
Fire alarm, the neighbors is hating, the neighbors is hating
I offered her liquor, she offered me shrooms
I'm f*cked
[Hook]

[Outro]
Shout out to the legends Bone Thug And Harmony, yessir
I give no f*cks, just do that sh*t
If i wanna go to the strip club or something just walk in that mothaf*cka, give no f*cks, and do what I do, you know
And when I walk in the biz its me, you know what I'm saying
f*ck it, I'm just gon' do it, give no f*cks
Whatever I wanna do let me do it man
So
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