Chain Smoking For Dummies Lyrics

Yo who smoke more blunts than a lil bit

What is you an idiot

From a city where the prettiest could be the most hideous

Lining you and ya affiliates

For high digit risks it's so insidious

Another 24 in rotation no pitying

Wakenbake to wedding cake that's a match made for heavens sake

Floating on the waves below her waist in Fenty lace

The taste of the moon on my face

Rose quartz and copper

Hit the shooting range and unload the choppers

Should've seen the eyes of the officers in the next lane

Fuck the vest game

Save the chess play for checkmates

Queens get slayed since my inception

Living in a dreamers state

Blind leading the blind

Deceiving what you see

But the feeling is an instinct that you can never cheat

Aye who smoke more blunts than a lil bit what is you an idiot

Fucking dumb

Check

With these arms

I wrap around the moon twice

Hold the L close to the sun just to get a light

Most times I play the cut my inner light

Pulls those who energy right

Others non ciph

Anything you gotta whisper ain't worth mentioning

Read a room like a novel just from listening

Imagine how Stevie take it

Arms reach to the ivory keys

I'll play a symphony in 360 degrees

And twist you in the flow

Shit I Prolly gave you G a century ago

Nothing ever changed cept the moorish fabrics

Bucket leather seats instead of Horse n chariots

Cherish this

It's a rare event

A comet full of diamonds tearing through the firmament

Keep ya eyes on the sky nigga

Yo who smoke more blunts than a lil bit what is you an idiot

Niggas gotta be slow

Thug narrator my style greater

My songs bang cave in ya shit like al qaida

I never met a man in places that I'd trade for

My life too legend my karma has been paid for

My credit A1 like steak sauce

My drive like Jason Statham with the breaks off

I take losses like a lesson

God removes negative energy it's a blessing

Might be my secret weapon

Besides the one I'm tucking

My Dick get hard everytime they back the truck in

Cause the math disgusting

My path to the top is a dirt road

Crushed the cement 4s

Laying cement on the floor

Smoking grass lighter than AstroTurf

Out a glass in her purse

And black out like the IllaVeRs

Pay attention

Another day of living from PG county to Richmond

This food for thought sizzling don't forget to do the dishes

You on pots n glass right now

Gotta make ya way to the plates ya heard

I'm done talking to dummies

A wise man can play dumb but a dumb nigga can't play wise though