Smoke Ethic Lyrics

Blowing blunts, rolling doobies up, smoking sections

Groupies rush, hold they boobies up in my direction

Quit with all the fronting, you ain't round my click for nothing

Cause our presence is a present just to kick it is a blessing

Blowing blunts, rolling doobies up, smoking sections

Groupies rush, hold they boobies up in my direction

Quit with all the fronting, you ain't round my click for nothing

Cause our presence is a present just to kick it is a blessing

Talk bout this

Talk bout that

Smoking one cloud then smoke a whole pack

Ashes in my lungs talk about everyday

My lungs finna fall you know I be smoking pain

This that real life shit no one isnt real today

This that undergroud shit you know most be all fake

Look at the painting you know they dont have to trace

Look at the mirror and you see your own grey face

Look at that world as flowers turn into grey

But look at the sky and repeat everything I say

Look at the painting you know they dont have to trace

Look at the mirror and you see your own grey face

Look at that world as flowers turn into grey

But look at the sky and repeat everything I say