Bongs In Peace EXL (Ft. Chillinit & Wombat)

I don't wanna roll in peace I
Smoke cones outta bongs till I fall asleep/ I don’t smoke cones discreet I smoke bongs till I'm dead and they call me deceased

Little cunt ciggy buts drinking outta henny cups
I got many buds
Frees on beats I trap with anyone
We thieve on the streets till they say keep it steady cunt

I reside in the West with bags of buds packed
A single stick the surrounds my nut-sack
Smoking outta the Gatorade like fuck that
You ain't a real rapper till you get a face tat (pfff)

Face that
Face facts
This ain’t a race keep pace where you based at
Women and liquor chilling in my main pad
They telling me to bust then saying i need to stay back

Sick of bringing us down I'm going up
They hating us because we coming up
Coming up go down coz of drugs
I can't deal with these cunts that say I need to give it up

Bust it up you don't fuck shit up I roll around in a whip with my fingers up
But I'm over this shit
420 stoner with spliffs
I'm a loner who spits