Wont give a f*ck until I die
(Wont give f*ck until I dieeeeeeeeeeee)
(Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never ever ever OD
My lungs telling my stop please
But without it imma get no sleep)
(Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never ever ever OD
My lungs telling my stop please
But without it imma get no sleep)
Bitch i'm hiiiiiiiiighhhhhhh
Wont give a f*ck until I die
(Won't give a f*ck until I dieeeeee)
YEAH, YUH,YUH
Yeah I wake up, then bake up, then count up all this money yeah
Bitch she hungry thirsty so my oak up in her tummy yeah
Im sorry in advance but I can't f*ck with what you hollaaaa
What you say be makin sense but what I say be makin dollaaarrrssss
Why the f*ck you love me i'm a fiend
Yeah, Aye
Wake up brush my teeth with f*ckin weed
Yeah, Aye
She say that she wanna be my queen
Yeah, Aye
Bitch I got me Mary Jay that seat be taken everyday just
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
P, P, P
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
I was 17 in the backseat
With the plastic billy on the intersect
Nigga chop chop
Shit a cop
Motherf*cker STOP
Keep the smoke up in the chest
Smoking small doses from the cut hose
Shit was sharper than a cut-throat
F*ckin oath nigga know I miss the days
When I would get blazed
Off of one cone
YUH
YUH
Now im smoking pounds yeah
Yeah this shit would make you cross eeeeeyyyedddd
Yeahhhh
It keep me off the ground yeah
When I smoke I feel like Popeye
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
GreXory - Popeye Lyrics
GreXory - Popeye Lyrics
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Wont give a f*ck until I die
(Wont give f*ck until I dieeeeeeeeeeee)
(Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never ever ever OD
My lungs telling my stop please
But without it imma get no sleep)
(Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never ever ever OD
My lungs telling my stop please
But without it imma get no sleep)
Bitch i'm hiiiiiiiiighhhhhhh
Wont give a f*ck until I die
(Won't give a f*ck until I dieeeeee)
YEAH, YUH,YUH
Yeah I wake up, then bake up, then count up all this money yeah
Bitch she hungry thirsty so my oak up in her tummy yeah
Im sorry in advance but I can't f*ck with what you hollaaaa
What you say be makin sense but what I say be makin dollaaarrrssss
Why the f*ck you love me i'm a fiend
Yeah, Aye
Wake up brush my teeth with f*ckin weed
Yeah, Aye
She say that she wanna be my queen
Yeah, Aye
Bitch I got me Mary Jay that seat be taken everyday just
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
P, P, P
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
I was 17 in the backseat
With the plastic billy on the intersect
Nigga chop chop
Shit a cop
Motherf*cker STOP
Keep the smoke up in the chest
Smoking small doses from the cut hose
Shit was sharper than a cut-throat
F*ckin oath nigga know I miss the days
When I would get blazed
Off of one cone
YUH
YUH
Now im smoking pounds yeah
Yeah this shit would make you cross eeeeeyyyedddd
Yeahhhh
It keep me off the ground yeah
When I smoke I feel like Popeye
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
(Wont give f*ck until I dieeeeeeeeeeee)
(Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never ever ever OD
My lungs telling my stop please
But without it imma get no sleep)
(Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never ever ever OD
My lungs telling my stop please
But without it imma get no sleep)
Bitch i'm hiiiiiiiiighhhhhhh
Wont give a f*ck until I die
(Won't give a f*ck until I dieeeeee)
YEAH, YUH,YUH
Yeah I wake up, then bake up, then count up all this money yeah
Bitch she hungry thirsty so my oak up in her tummy yeah
Im sorry in advance but I can't f*ck with what you hollaaaa
What you say be makin sense but what I say be makin dollaaarrrssss
Why the f*ck you love me i'm a fiend
Yeah, Aye
Wake up brush my teeth with f*ckin weed
Yeah, Aye
She say that she wanna be my queen
Yeah, Aye
Bitch I got me Mary Jay that seat be taken everyday just
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
P, P, P
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
I was 17 in the backseat
With the plastic billy on the intersect
Nigga chop chop
Shit a cop
Motherf*cker STOP
Keep the smoke up in the chest
Smoking small doses from the cut hose
Shit was sharper than a cut-throat
F*ckin oath nigga know I miss the days
When I would get blazed
Off of one cone
YUH
YUH
Now im smoking pounds yeah
Yeah this shit would make you cross eeeeeyyyedddd
Yeahhhh
It keep me off the ground yeah
When I smoke I feel like Popeye
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Pack my cone up with good weed
Imma never, ever, ever OD
My lungs telling me stop please
But without it imma get no sleep
Writer: GreX try
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