[Chorus]
Eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese
[Lil Wyte]
I'm a weed fiend im a ganja junkie professional cigarillo roller future California medical marijuana card holder
Smokin all right a mini me of tommy chong
I love swisher sweets vaporizers papers bowls and bongs gettin lifted in my zone im always floatin on a cloud it pays the cost to be the boss so i deserve to puff all out
Double WY-T-E is the label and the music is more potent than the pound on the table
Iv`e been chiefin like an indian since I was a fucking kid
My brain cells are cookin constantly and I like the shit
Hydroponic remedies is all that i want healin me
My eyes are like a chinese, Im squintin is you feelin me huh
[Chorus]
Eyes like a chinese, eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese
[BPZ]
A cracka like me smoke out a lil asian
Me and Lil Wyte in the car steady blazin
Ayy jelly roll see the muthafuckin satin
I guess i would too in this situation
But im gettin money and im smokin this kush
Bitch i look good and i love how i look
Blowin sour diesel bein cooked by the book
You know how we get down up in these streets, boy i smoke a lot of weed till i look chinese south side in the nap right where you find me
1100 block in the hood grinding big 40 cal boy don`t try me man im so high I feel like flying, and when the weed gone i feel like dying
Eyes chinese like yo boy Yao Ming what the fuck you mean that money ain't a thang shit
Money everything man fuck a wedding ring and fuck a bitch too im on the block and beans
Its real out here people die eryday when that pistol to yo head better listen what they say
Ak`s and 38`s ain`t nobody try`n to play
Make the wrong move and they knock up on yo face man whats this weed called man this shit taste great
Ayy grab a pack of swishers i dont fuck wit the grapes
Eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese
[Lil Wyte]
I'm a weed fiend im a ganja junkie professional cigarillo roller future California medical marijuana card holder
Smokin all right a mini me of tommy chong
I love swisher sweets vaporizers papers bowls and bongs gettin lifted in my zone im always floatin on a cloud it pays the cost to be the boss so i deserve to puff all out
Double WY-T-E is the label and the music is more potent than the pound on the table
Iv`e been chiefin like an indian since I was a fucking kid
My brain cells are cookin constantly and I like the shit
Hydroponic remedies is all that i want healin me
My eyes are like a chinese, Im squintin is you feelin me huh
[Chorus]
Eyes like a chinese, eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese eyes eyes like a chinese eyes like a chinese
[BPZ]
A cracka like me smoke out a lil asian
Me and Lil Wyte in the car steady blazin
Ayy jelly roll see the muthafuckin satin
I guess i would too in this situation
But im gettin money and im smokin this kush
Bitch i look good and i love how i look
Blowin sour diesel bein cooked by the book
You know how we get down up in these streets, boy i smoke a lot of weed till i look chinese south side in the nap right where you find me
1100 block in the hood grinding big 40 cal boy don`t try me man im so high I feel like flying, and when the weed gone i feel like dying
Eyes chinese like yo boy Yao Ming what the fuck you mean that money ain't a thang shit
Money everything man fuck a wedding ring and fuck a bitch too im on the block and beans
Its real out here people die eryday when that pistol to yo head better listen what they say
Ak`s and 38`s ain`t nobody try`n to play
Make the wrong move and they knock up on yo face man whats this weed called man this shit taste great
Ayy grab a pack of swishers i dont fuck wit the grapes
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