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Medical Smoke (feat. Chief Realla) [Radio Edit] Video (MV)






BLAKPOPE - Medical Smoke (feat. Chief Realla) [Radio Edit] Lyrics




Medical smoke, that's my type of shit we talkin' about
Talkin' Top Shelf, OG Kush, shit, Bubba Kush
Don't forget that, oh, my Barrett
Blue Skywalker, Blue Dreams

Shit, Sativa and Hybrids, nigga
Smokin' that good shit
Don't f*ck no stress, nigga
That don't stress, don't smoke it

F*ck wit that bomb shit
Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on

Medical smoke, Remy and Patron
Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on

This after league, after we done, nobody gon' wanna rhyme after these
Westside, Buck, Lil' Tricky, Mack and me
Y'all got next, but it's gon' have to be
Like an army thug, I ain't nothin' like the face

Nobody guards, get punched in the face
Caledonian night, chemistry's great
Ayy, f*ck with my fam, black folk don't play
Slaughter, Gun Ranger, for f*ckin' with my daughter

Hit you with that thang, sink your body underwater
Fall off in the club like Wu-Tang Camp
Everything bought with E-T-T and food stamps
Call me Lil' Osiris, how I blind them with the shine

Your shine ain't equivalent to mine
I kill em' with the vocab, hit em' with the rhythm
The melody's from Yahweh, call it God-given
Stay beastin' on em', it's the Yeti in the building

Goin' stupid like Tupac and Mac Dre was in the building
Eazy-E, B.I.G., Pimp C type of feelin'
Road to the richest, Kool T. Raps to the ceilin'
Metacast, Smoke, Remy and Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
Metacast, Smoke, Remy and Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
Metaglow Smoke, bitch that's all I smoke

She's real a nigga, yeah you know I keep that dope
I'm an asshole like Cartman and that burner under my cardigan
And I'm blowin' loud, no huff nigga
Goin' stressed, that's hush nigga

In the Bay they blow that burp
I even smoke that OG
LA they smoke that Odom
Purple and gold, we smokin'

Rip me in my cup
Countin' all this money
Yo, bitch say she love me
Bet I don't love her, rap to the house

I'ma get the cash, maybe later I'll smash her ass
Pour an old nigga with my man his ass
I'm on like a light switch
Special girl like a house party switch

And I pass gas like a fraud in this bitch
Me and VIP, we get it started in this bitch
We out
Metaglow Smoke, rip me in Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
Metaglow Smoke, rip me in Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
E to the X to the P to the L to the I to the Z to the I to the T from the L to the A to the I to the E from the I to the E to the L to the A

We're Black Pope and Chief Rilla
We chief executive, chief niggas, that's cheap nigga
Got weed switches and a pull-out bar with three women
I'm a trap star with ten trap spots

On the corner with that glass rock
On the corner with that pen and tree
In a full steel flat, say Hennessy
Got a 12 gauge for my enemies

You faggots ain't no friends of me
You just pretend to be
Ain't no friends of me like Jim Jones said in Frenemies
From Los Angeles to Murder Valley

They either know or heard about me
In it for the money, E-N-T
The money green chuck, E-M-C
Double E, that's MC

And we got your girls in a double tree
Chief executive, chief niggas
Cheap cheese and executive switch
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Medical smoke, that's my type of shit we talkin' about
Talkin' Top Shelf, OG Kush, shit, Bubba Kush
Don't forget that, oh, my Barrett
Blue Skywalker, Blue Dreams

Shit, Sativa and Hybrids, nigga
Smokin' that good shit
Don't f*ck no stress, nigga
That don't stress, don't smoke it

F*ck wit that bomb shit
Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on

Medical smoke, Remy and Patron
Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on

This after league, after we done, nobody gon' wanna rhyme after these
Westside, Buck, Lil' Tricky, Mack and me
Y'all got next, but it's gon' have to be
Like an army thug, I ain't nothin' like the face

Nobody guards, get punched in the face
Caledonian night, chemistry's great
Ayy, f*ck with my fam, black folk don't play
Slaughter, Gun Ranger, for f*ckin' with my daughter

Hit you with that thang, sink your body underwater
Fall off in the club like Wu-Tang Camp
Everything bought with E-T-T and food stamps
Call me Lil' Osiris, how I blind them with the shine

Your shine ain't equivalent to mine
I kill em' with the vocab, hit em' with the rhythm
The melody's from Yahweh, call it God-given
Stay beastin' on em', it's the Yeti in the building

Goin' stupid like Tupac and Mac Dre was in the building
Eazy-E, B.I.G., Pimp C type of feelin'
Road to the richest, Kool T. Raps to the ceilin'
Metacast, Smoke, Remy and Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
Metacast, Smoke, Remy and Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
Metaglow Smoke, bitch that's all I smoke

She's real a nigga, yeah you know I keep that dope
I'm an asshole like Cartman and that burner under my cardigan
And I'm blowin' loud, no huff nigga
Goin' stressed, that's hush nigga

In the Bay they blow that burp
I even smoke that OG
LA they smoke that Odom
Purple and gold, we smokin'

Rip me in my cup
Countin' all this money
Yo, bitch say she love me
Bet I don't love her, rap to the house

I'ma get the cash, maybe later I'll smash her ass
Pour an old nigga with my man his ass
I'm on like a light switch
Special girl like a house party switch

And I pass gas like a fraud in this bitch
Me and VIP, we get it started in this bitch
We out
Metaglow Smoke, rip me in Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
Metaglow Smoke, rip me in Patron

Stage in the zone, tryna get my cash on
Inland Empire to LA, stay on
Barstow, Vegas to the Bay, stay on
E to the X to the P to the L to the I to the Z to the I to the T from the L to the A to the I to the E from the I to the E to the L to the A

We're Black Pope and Chief Rilla
We chief executive, chief niggas, that's cheap nigga
Got weed switches and a pull-out bar with three women
I'm a trap star with ten trap spots

On the corner with that glass rock
On the corner with that pen and tree
In a full steel flat, say Hennessy
Got a 12 gauge for my enemies

You faggots ain't no friends of me
You just pretend to be
Ain't no friends of me like Jim Jones said in Frenemies
From Los Angeles to Murder Valley

They either know or heard about me
In it for the money, E-N-T
The money green chuck, E-M-C
Double E, that's MC

And we got your girls in a double tree
Chief executive, chief niggas
Cheap cheese and executive switch
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Writer: Herbert Freeman, Beaufort Pope
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