[Chorus]
Loc'd out, smoked out (16x)
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
Man, I love to smoke good
I ain't never been cheap
Black 10, [?], we are on some 90's shit
Gangsta Boo, with the gas mask
Put on your face
Cough and choke
Bet your ass won't be tryna win this place
I got dead on arrival, high as fuck
Outer space, you better get your Bible
'Cause you gon' need a lotta prayer
Eyes are red
Got me super slick, I'm flick
I'm in this bitch
'Bout to hit a lick, they hit, the crypt
To flip my crumbs to [?]
Speakin' of flips, I'm thinkin' of takin' a trip
I ain't trippin, you wanna get trippy?
Fuckin' with Boo, [?]
Doin' a toast to the good highs and the bad highs
You know time fly when you in the sky
I always think about Lord Infamous, Koopsta Knicca till the next time
Loc'd out, smoked out (16x)
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
Man, I love to smoke good
I ain't never been cheap
Black 10, [?], we are on some 90's shit
Gangsta Boo, with the gas mask
Put on your face
Cough and choke
Bet your ass won't be tryna win this place
I got dead on arrival, high as fuck
Outer space, you better get your Bible
'Cause you gon' need a lotta prayer
Eyes are red
Got me super slick, I'm flick
I'm in this bitch
'Bout to hit a lick, they hit, the crypt
To flip my crumbs to [?]
Speakin' of flips, I'm thinkin' of takin' a trip
I ain't trippin, you wanna get trippy?
Fuckin' with Boo, [?]
Doin' a toast to the good highs and the bad highs
You know time fly when you in the sky
I always think about Lord Infamous, Koopsta Knicca till the next time
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