Smoked Out, Loced Out $uicideboy$

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[Chorus: Juicy J & Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
(Yeah, ho!) Smo-smo-smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull!
(Yeah, ho!) Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull!
(Yeah, ho!) Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull!
(Yeah, ho!) Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull!

[Verse 1: TRAP HOUSE $CRIM]
I need that B, that U, the D
The sticky-icky, yeah, that cabbage
I got to have it, I got a habit
Blowin' in traffic
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with that pistol grip
Snort a little coke
Put that .30 to your head, then I let that bitch rip
'Cause you know that I'm out here, I'm grindin' to get it
Kill me a opp, while I'm smoking on spinach
Blueberry kush how that spinach is scented
Shoot me a pussy, got time for no bitches
I need that weed, got an ounce for me
Blowing on the B, the L, the U, the N, the T (yah)

[Chorus: Juicy J, Kingpin Skinny Pimp & LIL UZI]
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull!
(Yeah, ho!) Smo-smo-smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull!
(Yeah, ho!) Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip (Uh)
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull! (Skull, hoe)
(Yeah, ho!) Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip (Black $uede)
I don't love hoes, mane, I'm aimin' at yo' skull! (Lil, uh)
(Yeah, ho!)

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