Redd Tha Artist - We Out Lyrics

Rolling sticky icky
New shit
I call it Vicky
After a few blunts
All these niggas looking sickly
Masked minds in the time,
Cuz you feel you bout to die
That's how a dude feel
When he super duper high
Money grows on weed,
That's what a dealer think
Shit I can't argue with that
Cuz that niggas making bank
Really hustle for the money
In a major way
And when it comes to brown
Crown and brandy's what I drink
Turn to monster on the track
I've been chained up they let me loose
Clean you out like some plaque
Slice it up call it abuse
Didnt have to say to roll a rillo
Sparked another yea we blunted
Homie ask me if Im straight
I reply Im ahunnid
But where my bic?
Dont cuff my shit
I need that flick
For other moments
Wake and bake
With something potent
Walk in high
You better know it
Dont need you talkin to me
While Im in my focus
Knew I had a long shift
So at home I was toking

Roll it Up
And We Out
Gram it up
And they out
Smoke it up
Thats no doubt
Pour a cup
And we out
Roll it Up
And We Out
Gram it up
And they out
Smoke it up
Thats no doubt
Pour a cup
And we out

Smoking daily just to coop
With all this bullshit
If I didnt smoke
I think I'd empty out a full clip
Talkin like they bout that action
While Im thinkin prove it
And then I see em on the news
Im thinkin oh so foolish
Had to be up on some other shyt
Just to do it
And Im not needing nothin extra
Cuz this green right here'll do it
All that other shyt
Will leave you dead or looking foolish
As for me Im koolin
Really boolin
Yo girl choosin
But Im lookin for a real one
Girl, yo nigga a make me kill one

Roll it Up
And We Out
Gram it up
And they out
Smoke it up
Thats no doubt
Pour a cup
And we out
Roll it Up
And We Out
Gram it up
And they out
Smoke it up
Thats no doubt
Pour a cup
And we out

Rollin up everyday
Yea my fingers hurtin
Smoke a few blunts
And I get that work in
Money on my mind
So you know Im grindin
Life aint Netflix
So no rewindin