Get Smoked

[Hook] 09, we tote; my niggas ain't no joke And we keep them blows, so please don't get smoked Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked Fuck around with them fuck-arounds, and you fuck around and get smoked [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] I'm rollin', all my niggas rollin' Keep that fucking red bandana: Hulk Hogan I'm cuttin' up like scissors, coming down hard like blizzards I'm gettin head while givin' head, that's a head-on collision I'm on a pain pill, I keep this shit trill These niggas ain't for real, like a fire drill Yo ho on my back like a fuckin' fifth wheel That bitch make her pussy open and close like fish gils I put all my niggas on, but some of those niggas gone Them niggas callin' my phone, leave me alone I'm lightin' up that strong, then pass it to my bro Numbers don't lie: except 5-0 Different colored TruckFit shirts, you niggas put on yo skirts If I die off these percs, put a bad bitch in my hearse My hoes lift up they shirts, I'm high as Captain Kirk If we run out of work, we Rob, like Bert Yeeeeaaaaaaaah Niggaaaa! [Hook] [2X] [Verse 2:Lil Mouse] Corlay RIP him, Darnell RIP him If you disrespect them, then you gone meet them My niggas rollin 4-seata; that bitch going, she a eater She was a good girl, I turned her to a eater Hit squad move burbons, young nigga on freeband .30 clip and them hollow tips make him do the running man That Glock 40 I’m thumpin man; I'm rolling with my hitters I'll send my hitters out to go get you Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance Hella bands, hella bands, hit the club throwing hella bands Heavy load, throwing hella bands, in the club doing the money dance Niggas talking shit in the club, he better watch his self Melly got the .30 on his hip, he gone need some help I'm a gangster, nigga, and I could do this shit my fucking self Pistol to his melon; (and what else?) it ain't gone be nothing left [Hook] [2X] [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Running round with my gangstas, running up on these yellow hoes Everybody wanna fuck my bitch, her pussy lips like heaven doors It's pussy, money, and kush, skateboards and shroom These niggas think they the shit, these niggas perfume Hollygrove, so Hollygrove, all I know is Hollygrove I'm sick with it, I've been diagnosed We don't cut the coke, that's Diet Coke These niggas broke, I'm paid in full Blood gang, Red Bull My tongue like a surfboard, and her pussy like a wave pool Tunechi [Hook] [2X]