Smoked Out by Juan100 Lyrics
No medicinal but I got the medicine
You can't find a replicate
What I got is heaven sent
Nigga talking reckless
Leave that nigga breathless
Cross him off the checklist
Erase him from the Physical
So high I'm feeling spiritual
To God this song I dedicate
He provides in many ways
I'll just let him demonstrate
Getting real cloudy
Yo weed man lousy
You smoking on Bobby
I'm higher then your mistletoe
You see me like a camel toe
Apparently I'm relevant
They talking and it's evident but
I rarely get out my element
Still blowing gas
I know you see me ride pass
Black rims on the charger
Black tints on the glass
Out here solo dolo
Damn I just ashed all on my polo
All these niggas switch like homos
Pop that pussy for a photo
Tell that nigga stay in his lane
I'm lapping niggas like Usain
You don't work and you don't slang
Anything boy you a lame
Right back to the coco
I go coo coo for the coco
Niggas thinking that I'm local
I go crazy boy I'm loco
Getting straight to work
I want to see him on a shirt
Rest in peace up in that dirt
I'm setting drills up like Lil Durk
Set the play like Tony Romo
Bet he won't be talking no mo'
Smoke a Nigga like a rello
Eat him up he sweet like jello
Heat him up and watch him fold
You think you cold well blood I'm bold
The realist nigga never told
I touch the pack and get it sold
Jumping like a pogo
Jordan sign should be my logo
Pull up dressed just like a chino
I thank god I met some cholos
Glad he blessed me with that pack
I ain't never look back
Every week it's Two stacks
That's one hundred call me that
Spent one hundred with no promo
Treat yo bitch house like a dojo
Got to keep it on low though
That bitch crazier then Kujo
Time to show them what you're about
Now he got hell of clout
Shoot a snitch in his mouth
You better choose a different route
No medicinal but I got the medicine
You can't find a replicate
What I got is heaven sent
Nigga talking reckless
Leave that nigga breathless
Cross him off the checklist
Erase him from the Physical
So high I'm feeling spiritual
To God this song I dedicate
He provides in many ways
I'll just let him demonstrate
Getting real cloudy
Yo weed man lousy
You smoking on Bobby
I'm higher then your mistletoe
You see me like a camel toe
Apparently I'm relevant
They talking and it's evident but
I rarely get out my element
Still blowing gas
I know you see me ride pass
Black rims on the charger
Black tints on the glass
You can't find a replicate
What I got is heaven sent
Nigga talking reckless
Leave that nigga breathless
Cross him off the checklist
Erase him from the Physical
So high I'm feeling spiritual
To God this song I dedicate
He provides in many ways
I'll just let him demonstrate
Getting real cloudy
Yo weed man lousy
You smoking on Bobby
I'm higher then your mistletoe
You see me like a camel toe
Apparently I'm relevant
They talking and it's evident but
I rarely get out my element
Still blowing gas
I know you see me ride pass
Black rims on the charger
Black tints on the glass
Out here solo dolo
Damn I just ashed all on my polo
All these niggas switch like homos
Pop that pussy for a photo
Tell that nigga stay in his lane
I'm lapping niggas like Usain
You don't work and you don't slang
Anything boy you a lame
Right back to the coco
I go coo coo for the coco
Niggas thinking that I'm local
I go crazy boy I'm loco
Getting straight to work
I want to see him on a shirt
Rest in peace up in that dirt
I'm setting drills up like Lil Durk
Set the play like Tony Romo
Bet he won't be talking no mo'
Smoke a Nigga like a rello
Eat him up he sweet like jello
Heat him up and watch him fold
You think you cold well blood I'm bold
The realist nigga never told
I touch the pack and get it sold
Jumping like a pogo
Jordan sign should be my logo
Pull up dressed just like a chino
I thank god I met some cholos
Glad he blessed me with that pack
I ain't never look back
Every week it's Two stacks
That's one hundred call me that
Spent one hundred with no promo
Treat yo bitch house like a dojo
Got to keep it on low though
That bitch crazier then Kujo
Time to show them what you're about
Now he got hell of clout
Shoot a snitch in his mouth
You better choose a different route
No medicinal but I got the medicine
You can't find a replicate
What I got is heaven sent
Nigga talking reckless
Leave that nigga breathless
Cross him off the checklist
Erase him from the Physical
So high I'm feeling spiritual
To God this song I dedicate
He provides in many ways
I'll just let him demonstrate
Getting real cloudy
Yo weed man lousy
You smoking on Bobby
I'm higher then your mistletoe
You see me like a camel toe
Apparently I'm relevant
They talking and it's evident but
I rarely get out my element
Still blowing gas
I know you see me ride pass
Black rims on the charger
Black tints on the glass