Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smokin' , by - JL B.Hood. Release date: 12.10.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Smokin' |
| My nigga zoo woulda loved this |
| My nigga zoo woulda loved this |
| Put some in the air one time |
| I thought I was smokin' the best tree |
| But my nigga came through and blessed me |
| With some of that bomb bud, be beyond love |
| Need it especially |
| For what has been goin' on as of late |
| Losin' fam can we get a break |
| Don’t know how much I can take |
| Relax my mind for heaven sake |
| So many people believe in me |
| Lean on me need me to be there repeatedly |
| So lately I’m down on my knees |
| And I’m praying for strength to be done man I need to be |
| Got a lot on my plate that’s in front of me |
| Got my face in it, thankful I’m hun-ga-ry |
| I’m a provider so I’m gonna give ‘em |
| Whatever they want from me |
| I’m smokin', inhaling with a purpose |
| Plotting out a big plan to move all my loved ones on the new surface |
| Not too far from them surfers |
| Where the greenery has been nurtured |
| Where they got the dispensaries |
| Palm trees and it’s perfect |
| When they wanna ride around, blowin' strong |
| Vibin' out to your favourite song |
| Gravitate like your weight is gone |
| Feel like you on your way to ball |
| Got more bread more stress involved, so lets roll up, get gone |
| Know a nigga gotta smoke something strong |
| Smokin', smokin' something strong |
| This shit is the bomb, yo correct me if I’m wrong |
| But I’m floating, floatin' on the cloud |
| This shit is that loud |
| Wow homie, what the hell you got me smoking |
| My nigga fall to the ground, and I don’t wanna come down |
| Looked at my nigga like do you see this shit or am I just tripping right now? |
| What is rolled up in that paper? |
| What is stuffed down in that bowl? |
| Experiencing the high elevation nothing like ever before |
| My spot as low as my girls mama’s oblivious to the world around her |
| So I’m faded, floatin' no fakin waters |
| Loud, hit me like a hard flagrant foul |
| Wish that I could like take a cloud |
| Shape it into a J-L |
| Sit it right over downtown KC to let all y’all know I prevail |
| My run don’t wanna go in detail |
| Y’all would think that I need help so I usually keep it to myself |
| I breath weed release when no one else around |
| Just want piece within, to chief again |
| Celebrate whatever there was a reason when |
| Middle finger up to the devil do dirt |
| Make ya hands burn when ya touch I sin |
| Prayers to the heavens, wanna be a legend |
| Got it on lock like three-strike felons |
| Head in the clouds, blowin on loud |
| Just some of those many ways I’m selling |
| Roll up another one let’s see how many we can get in |
| I’m over the ceiling, for real nigga we been |
| Smokin', smokin' something strong |
| This shit is the bomb, yo correct me if I’m wrong |
| But I’m floating, floatin' on the cloud |
| This shit is that loud |
| Wow homie, what the hell you got me smoking |