DOTLAN EveMaps

"Smoked Out Dabbed Out"

[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 niggas faded
This shit is crazy, I'm bout to set off in this bitch
Hollywood hills, the money is real
Coke in your nose, table of blow
10 car garage, nowhere to park
Ratchet bitches love to walk
Fine ratchet bitches, tall light skin with red hair
Gucci slippers, [?] they wear pad
We fuck get high like Lenny and Yoko Ono
Will I remember you tommorow, that's something I don't know