SIIRO - Marihuana lyrics

[Hook: Alex Davis] I be smoking marijuana With my n***as in the party I be smoking marijuana With my n***as in the party X2 [Verse 1: Alex Davis] I be flexing.. like a muaf**a Got a hard rock, and I'll bet i f** her I'm Marbury in high school, you're running that ruckus I'm running amok in the bucket, b**h and balling like rucker n***a don't try my team And you know the f**ing dealer don't cut my lean Guerilla type sh**, I'm in Manila like Ali Y'all just tryna catch the beat like K and Kweli Man the dream just to be seen Bad b**h, same old team Counting up some cash, couple mountains of the green I'm Jean Baptiste just creeping through the sheep You need to get your vision up 'cause everything ain't what it seems (Nah) Just got a stu, feeling clean as be now Our own CD on repeat through the street now Lowkey bout to OKC: blow On the beach with a Mozambican hoe And she's fine as f** and that's rare Know I'm just trying to f**, but don't care Shots rang out.. pop, pop: Homestead Shot's po'd up. You throw up: code red Gotta go. I'm just day to day til that break come From dubs up to them ounces If my squad is in the building, Stevie Wonder could've found us [Hook] [Verse 2: Alex Davis] I be cooling, all on that couch doing me Don't have time for your buffoonery Just had a line, putting bud in the leaf Got hoes on my line asking me for the deets Asking me for the D You rap but seem rambly I speak, they believe. I preach. I'm St. Francis Moms calling me but sh** I can't answer.. The god Degas, working on a lil dancer [Bridge: Alex Davis] Sour Diesel getting rolled up At the shaq diesel: that post up It's a party tonight. And you know my phone getting blowed up X2 [Verse 3: Alex Davis] Man I'm hopping out of cabs, f** your chaffeur Mount a jersey b**h while I'm touring in Montclair Posers, you're all impostors Jump, you'll end up on a f**ing poster Or a milk carton, I'll have cartons of some reds though Me and my clique about to take a trip into our heads though In the meadows, medicating with some red hoes Still the best though, mindset on them dead folks Right now I feel like Wade in '06 MVP but they won't give me that sh** ASG, but they won't give us our rings f** Neke Leaks, just so the b**h'll shut her lips In a speedo and you weirdos still can't diss me I spit, and you get barbecued, that f**ing hickory All my hoes they know, I'm motherf**ing trippy And got the libido of the Beatles in the 60's.. sh**, b