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[Hook 1 (x2)]
FCigarettes on cigarettes, Cmy mama think I stank CM9/GI got burn holes in my hoodies, Amall my homies think it's dank FI miss my cocoa butter kisses C CM9/GI miss my cocoa butter kisses Am
[Verse 1]
FOkie dokie, alky, keep it Clowkey like Thor lil bro CM9/GOr he'll go blow the loudy, Amsaudy of sour Saudi FWiley up off peyote, Cwilding like that coyote CM9/GIf I sip any Henny, Ammy belly just might be outtie FPull up inside a huggy, CStarsky & Hutch a dougie CM9/GI just opened up the pack in an hour AmI'll ash my lucky FTonight she just yelling, "fuck Cme," two weeks she'll be yelling fuck me CM9/GUsed to like orange cassette tapes Amwith Timmy, Tommy, and Chuckie FAnd Chuck E. Cheese's pizzas, JCesus pieces, sing Jesus love me CM9/GPut Visine inside my eyes so Ammy grandma would fucking hug me FOh generation above me, CI know you still remember me CM9/GMy afro look just like daddy's, Amy'all taught me how to go hunting (BLAM!)
( And So on- heres the rest of the lyrics, repeating F C CM9/G Am ) [Hook 1 x2] [Verse 2] (Innanet) I will smoke a little something but I don't inhale Everywhere that I go, everywhere they be asking hows it going Say the goings well, go figure, Victor's light skinned Jesus got me feeling like Colin Powell, all praise to the God God knows he's a pro, he's a pro like COINTEL Check, check mate, check me take me to the bedroom, let you know me well I mean normally, you see Norma Jean wouldn't kick it with Farmer Phil But these kids these days, they get so high, burn trees, smoke chlorophyll 'Til they can't feel shit, shit-faced, faced it, 15 hits on this L Elevated, train, and the craziest thing Got me feeling like Lauryn Hill, miseducated, my dick delegated Rap Bill Bellamy, they said I shoulda never made it Probably shoulda been dead or in jail Deadbeat dad, enough of that jazz Asshole, absynthe up in that glass Are we there yet? Ice cubes in a bong Rip, brain dead, take a tug and then pass [Bridge]
FI think we all addicted CYeah, I think we all addicted CM9/GReally though, I think we all addicted AmI think we all addicted
[Hook 2: Vic Mensa] Cigarettes on cigarettes, my momma think I stank I got burn holes in my memories, my homies think it's dank I miss my cocoa butter kisses I miss my cocoa butter kisses [Verse 3: Twista] I could make a flow, pitter patter with a patter pitter - juicy Used to be in a jalabiya and a kufi Trying hard not to be addicted to a groupie I ended up on an album cover in a Coogi You see, I be still a God but a goofy You be flowing about drugs and a Uzi That's the new principle, sometimes I'mma be about some hoes Sometimes I'mma wanna make a movie And when it come to rapping fast, I'm the Higgs Boson And though my style freakish I could still break your body down to five pieces like I did Voltron Cause I'm addicted to the craft and I be off a OG Know me, I'm the Obi-Wan Kenobi of the dope see Never scared of mean spirits, methamphetamine lyrics Cooler like I'm offa codeine, low key Don't be so judgmental, even though I'm reminiscing If I don't know what I miss is I'ma end up figuring out that it's home And my mother and my grandmother cocoa butter kisses This is just a testament to the ones that raised me The ones that I praise and I'm thanking I need em but the chronic all up in my clothes And I wanna get a hug, and I can't cause I'm stanking Never too old for a spanking, igh [Hook 2] x2