Fik & Dis smoke too much weed
hiphop
rap
canada
fiktion
Lyrics
Hook 2x (fiktion):
Bet you really wanna dance to this
This goes out to the honeys that`re half convinced
As far as weed, I`m no pacifist
I say I`ll hit that, I mean pass that shit
Verse1 (fiktion):
Stock rims, half o in the sock
With a bag so big you`d think we`re opening shop
Smoke the whole lot, gimme a week
As well as a notepad, with some ink and a beat
Heh, I`ll show you things you gotta live to believe
And I don`t fuck with peeps who deliver with seeds
Don`t trust police, and I doubt it`ll change
My friends`re like.. don`t you want the clout and the fame?
Like I want yall shouting my name
When I walk up, I`m prolly on a cloud, in a daze
Astoundingly blazed, proud of my ways
At a park.. lookin at a fountain, amazed
While the G`s are out, running their packs
I`ll be scheming on ya freezer while I hunt for snacks
A dumbass man, when`ll he grow up?
Well, not right now, cause I`m bout to puff
Hook
Verse2 (Diskreet):
I`m sittin shotty in whatever whip I pull up in
Pass the blunt, to my lips, take a hit, hold it in
I`m sure you know by now, chaboi don`t fuck around
I find the finest herb, pass that shit, lets get down
Now you blast that, homie, now you pass that
Gettin greedy with my chronic sukka give me cash back
Matter of fact, I think you owe me somethin playa
Hit me with that chedda dogg you know I`m buyin alligators
You know, you know, the kid ain`t really right now
Sick in the head, plus an attitude equals lights out
I stay fresh, keep grindin cause I`m good at it
Find me on the street, with a brick, an that automatic
You wanna party miss? Trust me, come and chill wit Dis
I`m irresistable, I swear I don`t know what it is
I got a clue about it, but you ain`t gon like it none
The answer`s in the tip, pump the shaft, like a shotgun
Hook 4x